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Me mate, Sméagol, he says—brothel’s a treasure, shiny coins, warm flesh! But me other half, Gollum, screamin’—it’s a curse, precious, a trap! Makes me angry, it does—girls stuck there, no way out, like Monty facin’ jail. “What’s it worth, this life?” he says in the movie—same fer them brothel lasses. Pisses me off, them fat lords rakin’ cash while they rot!

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If you want to see a city so corrupted by its greed that it is prepared to prostitute itself and its women to the extent that even the staff in.

Oh, and check out the riverside park at Ladeira do Sol. It feels like nature and urban life doin' a dance. I remember one stormy night, nearly missin’ an unplugged gig at this park; I got soaked and mad, then laughed, ‘cause sometimes life's just a freakin' wild ride. True words from Zodiac, “I don't know if I'm going to be in love with you or this city first.”

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