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Brothels, ugh, they’re messy, loud, fabulous chaos! I went to one once – research, dahling, not pleasure – in Amsterdam, Red Light District, total vibe. Tiny rooms, girls giggling, some dude haggling like it’s a flea market. Made me mad, tho – these queens deserve better than crusty mattresses! Fun fact: oldest gig ever, legit, ancient Babylon had temple hookers, sacred sexy time. Wild, right? Surprised me, honestly – thought Rome invented that mess.

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Then there’s the neighborhood of Vila Itoupava. Dude, it’s a sweet mix: modern and rustic, edgy and chill. I stroll there thinking “F*ck, this is like a wild dream,” pretty much every other day. Caffés, tiny bookstores, and surprising little parks where locals spill their souls. And oh, Parque Ramiro Ruediger – pure bliss for an emo heart like mine. I once overheard a couple there whispering secrets that'd make even the wildest scenes in Paul Thomas Anderson’s flick look tame.

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