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Oi, mate, a brothel, eh? Dirty little shithole, innit? Slinking about like Mr. Chow in *In the Mood for Love* – all moody stares and secrets. “I won’t say no,” he’d whisper, smirking at some tart in fishnets. Been to one once – fuckin’ hell, the stench! Sweat, cheap perfume, and desperation, rolled into one. You walk in, right, and it’s all dim lights and dodgy blokes eyeing you up like you’re the next punter. Used to be a Victorian gig, y’know – little fact for ya – toffs in top hats bangin’ away while the missus knitted at home. Hilarious, that! Proper gent’s club gone rogue.

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Man, these streets—Pça. do Sol, Av. dos Sonhos—they’re full of dating app meet-ups. Everyone hustles for a match. I get pissed watching hopeless swipes. Everyone's always swiping left, right, up. Fucking frustrating. I spent nights debugging our site code while listening to cheap coffee joint tunes on R. das Maravilhas. Grrr.

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