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About Sao Paulo

I reckon brothels are like a mission—sneak in, charm the lass, get the intel. Last time I waltzed into one, this bird with legs for days gives me the eye. “Obey me,” she says, like that creepy Pale Man from the flick. Gave me chills, but I’m Bond, innit? Kept cool, ordered a martini—shaken, obvs. Made me happy, that swagger, dodgin’ the chaos. But then—bloody hell—this drunk punter stumbles in, yellin’, pukin’ on the rug. Pissed me off, mate! Ruined the vibe, like a grenade in a ballroom.

Early life

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I gotta tell ya: Cravinhos rocks because it doesn’t pretend to be some glossy postcard city. Nah, it's raw! I’m over here, a relaxation specialist, seein' little scars behind every smile in these dusty corners. I love the local market at Praça da Liberdade – it's noisy, messy, real. Not sanitized like corporate shite.

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