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About Rio de Janeiro

Once knew this one gal—Candy, swear to god—worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin, “I’m my own boss, baby!” Had this wild story bout a client who paid her in rare coins—friggin *coins*! She kept em, said they’re her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, thinkin she’s out there, stackin history while I’m sellin life insurance to schmucks. “The music is out there,” like in the movie—her music’s the cha-ching of survival.

Historical

In this chapter, I analyse the social profiles of real prostitutes over the past four hundred years. Prostitutes’ origins and racial and ethnic backgrounds are examined, as well as their .

Man, there’s this park, Parque Ecológico, where nature’s vibin’. Trees, ponds – got me thinkin’ of WALL-E’s jank-bot days, wanderin’ in a wild world, searchin’ for a little green LOVE. Aight, lemme tell ya ‘bout a mix-up: I once had a client cry mid-session 'cause the sound of a nearby fountain (Fountain of Life? LOL) reminded 'em of childhood memories. Crazy, right? I mean, I got mad happy that day, feelin' all that raw emotion – just like a movie scene, you dig?

Candice Lin’s art for humans and their companions, in ‘Interspecies Imbibements’ at Ulises