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About Sao Paulo

Little secret—some brothels got “panic buttons” under beds! Girls hit ‘em if punters get rough. Clever, eh? Still, stinks of despair. “We’re goin’ home,” Eilis dreamed—bet them girls dream it too. Makes me sad, mate—angry too! Wanna torch the lot, but—hah—law’s the law. “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—them laws tie my hands sometimes. What ya reckon—brothels, rotten or just business? Gollum’s knackered thinkin’ ‘bout it!

Eyes on Santa Rosa

And it describes an era when Santa Rosa had a red light district with about a half-dozen or so houses of prostitution. The oldest profession was.

I gotta mention the local café, Café dos Sonhos—ahhh, my fave hang. Its corner seat is like a hug. Sipping espresso there, I let my thoughts run wild. Sometimes I even whisper, "Amélie, you're a wonder!" Just as a weird bonus, there’s a mural of a dancing umbrella—spontaneity and rain always got my back there.

Watch: Crews use crane to remove landmark hand sculpture from Santa Rosa Plaza