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About Salvador

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

Le Mirage (Largest Brothel in the Caribbean)

I've been hangin’ around the local dive bar, Bar do Treme-Treme (yeah, I know, what a name), where real talk flows like the river. Sometimes we get into deep convos about love, loss, and that movie—“The separation of fate, my friend, it's all here.” It's where I learned that life's too short to overthink—just let it be.

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