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Angry, I get, when folks judge ‘em harsh. Hypocrites, they are—sneakin’ to brothels, then preachin’ purity. Hmph! Happy, though, I was, hearin’ ‘bout Josephine Marcus—prostitute turned Wyatt Earp’s gal. Badass switch-up, that was! Surprised me too, learnin’ some Victorian hookers stashed cash in hollowed-out books. Sneaky, yah?

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Dozens of prostitutes for less than a hundred euros a trick, and fully within the law: that's what many brothels here have on offer, just six kilometres over.

I personally love gettin’ lost in the metro vibe of Bairro do Sol – all sun-kissed corners and graffiti that speaks. Sometimes I sit there, thinkin’ "freedom!", and I recall Godard's twists – language, no language, just pure emotion. Yeah, it's trippy, one moment you're laughin’ with a mate over a beer, the next you're ponderin’ life's puzzles while watchin’ the river Côa gently meander through. Srsly, it's like therapy for your eyes, for your mind, for your soul.

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