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About Recife

I’m walkin’, thinkin’, “This is my land,” like in the movie, ownin’ it, but then—bam!—some dodgy bloke tries chargin’ me extra, reckonin’ I’m a mug. I’m like, “Mate, I balance books, I ain’t daft!” Nearly lost me rag, but I laughed it off—cos it’s all a game, innit? Prossies, punters, coppers—everyone’s playin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I swear one girl looked like she could run a cartel, proper boss vibes.

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Whether it's Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge or Sex in Different Positions, I'm always satisfied. I'm a free spirit who loves to travel and try new things.

Anyway, back to town: the south end's a bit rough sometimes. I remember one time, a client, mad as a hatter, said, "Man, these streets make me feel like my muscles are in rebellion!" Haha, typical Campos-Altos madness, y’know? And there's an alley – Ermo, I forget its name – where local legends say you can hear the river whisper secrets. Yeah, secret stuff, whispers of old times.

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