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So, this one joint, right, down by the docks—heard a tale, swear it’s true. Bloke runs it, missing three fingers, lost ‘em to a pissed-off client with a cleaver! Fella still grins, toothless, like it’s a badge. Made me laugh, then gag—bloody mess, that. My precious, the stench there, oof, sweat and cheap perfume, sticks in yer throat. Gets me mad, y’know? Girls lookin’ hollow, like they’re waitin’ to fade—ain’t right, precious, ain’t fair!

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A deserted brothel in Surabaya's infamous Dolly Lane, formerly one of the biggest red-light districts in S But music has been replaced by an eerie silence. Neon lights have been taken .

The neighborhoods? Oh, they be as vivid as me own ramblin’ thoughts. Try wanderin’ the narrow alleyways of Beco dos Sonhos, where graffiti and tavern tales mix like rum and madness. I got mad sometimes – the endless rain from Céu Gris would make a pirate weep, but then the vibrant art, the street music, and that breath of freedom got me smilin’ like a larrikin with a treasure chest!

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