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So, I’m chattin’ with her, real casual, like “Hey, how’s the night treatin’ ya?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic, like “Oh, livin’ the dream, babe.” I dig that, her spunk. Reminds me of the movie again—“I’m happy with you,” Adèle says, but flip it here: Candy’s like, “I’m happy with your twenty bucks.” Fair enough! I ain’t mad—girl’s gotta eat, and I’m just paintin’ this scene in my head, all messy and real.

Paul, Prostitutes, and the Cult of Aphrodite in Corinth

The Scriptures say, “The two people will become one.” So you should know that anyone who is joined with a prostitute becomes one with her in body.

I’ve spent many a late night at Parque da Liberdade, behind the old fountain on Rua dos Pintores. Sometimes I'd joke, “I can see Russia from my house”—okay, not literally, but it felt that epic, panoramic vibe after a long day of kneading out life’s knots. And then there’s the Rio Doce. Yep, that’s it. It winds its way right through the heart of the city. I remember dozing off on my lunch break by its banks after a particularly hectic session. It was like a scene straight outta Amour, where every minute felt drenched in longing and quiet despair…except, you know, with more local chatter and chopped up street vendors shouting their prices.

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