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But lemme tell ya, some stuff pisses me off. The gals workin’ there—sure, some choose it, but others? Trapped. Ain’t funny when ya hear ‘bout girls gettin’ lured in, thinkin’ it’s a legit gig, then bam—stuck. Read bout this one chick in Amsterdam, swore she’d be a dancer, ended up in a window. Grr, makes my fur stand up! Ain’t right, doc. “The world lives by trickery,” like Malick says—damn straight.

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Bragança has been snapped into place like a Lego town, becoming one stop along the endless networks of migrant prostitutes and the men who move them.

Oh my gawd, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Braganca (br)! So, like, this city—it's a total riot of color and life, kinda like life itself, ya know? Picture this: cobbled streets like Rua das Rosas and Rua dos Ventos, where I, as a counselor, have seen so many raw, heartfelt moments. I mean, you walk down these streets and feel all the emotions, just like in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives"... that film sorta whispers, "Remember who you were, darling!" laughs in that unmistakable Fran Drescher nasally giggle

Honoring a Legacy: Celebrating Aquino de Bragança on His 100th Birthday