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So, findin’ a prossie—mate, it’s a quest! Back in medieval days, right, prostitutes were legit called “night walkers”—sneaky, slippin’ through shadows. I’m stompin’ through town, eyes peeled, heart racin’. “I glean, I glean!” I mutter, like them gleaners, searchin’ for what’s left behind. Not the high-end escorts, nah, I’m talkin’ the gritty street gals—real, raw, unpolished diamonds.

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But what really gets me fired up are the narrow lanes in Bairro das Flores. They twist and turn like they’re hidin' a mystery behind every corner. I remember massaging Mr. Silva on Rua das Orquídeas. The guy had so many scars, man… not just on his skin, but on his soul. It messes with your head, you know? I'm out here livin' and breathin' the city every day. The streets, the people—they got their own rhythm, a pulse that won't let ya sleep, motherf**er!

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