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About Goiania

Great Scott! Imagine the smells—perfume, booze, desperation. Kinda like Wall Street, “money’s the bitch that never sleeps!” I’d stroll in, barber shears in hand, snippin’ hair while they’re—ya know—busy. Hilarious, right? Clip, clip, bang, bang! Once heard this story—Victorian era, secret brothel under a church. Preacher was in on it! Hypocrisy, man, gets me every time—fumes me up! But damn, clever hideout, gotta admit. Surprised me, too—thought those prudes were all hymns and no sins.

KEY TAKEAWAYS

Management of brothels: The government should bring all of them under its control and keep a record of them by registering them under the law, ensuring that they are located away from Missing: Alvinopolis.

But hold on—Alvinopolis got mores! Check the riverbanks along Rio Sereno. It flows like my thoughts after a long day—mellow, deep, and full of surprises. I once got mad when a vendor yelled too loud by the river, but then the chill vibes prevailed. Pfft—life's too short for that noise, baby!