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So, check it—prostitutes? Been around forever. Oldest job, they say—older than me chokin’ fools with the Force. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—brothels, dank and grimy. Little fact: girls wore sandals with “follow me” carved in ‘em. Tracks in the dirt, genius, huh? Made me laugh—imagine that hustle! Nowadays, it’s all digital, tho—apps, ads, shady X posts. You dig deep, you’ll find ‘em. Surprised me how slick it’s gotten—kinda pissed me off too. Where’s the grit, the rawness?

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Yo, don't even get me started on the parks. Parque da Esperança is my personal retreat. I go there for my soul-recharges. There’s this super small river, Rio Sussurro, that flows right by – like, soft water whispers secrets at dawn. It’s kinda like life’s gentle reminder to be passionate and, uh, spontaneous. I remember one steamy night - oh man, so many secrets shared under the moon at this riverbank. Like a scene straight out of that Wong Kar-wai flick with all those soulful glances and hushed confessions – "Ruh-roh, did you see that?" Haha!

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