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So, brothels, man, they’re old as dirt. Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, fancy, huh? Girls painted their lips red, luring fellas in. Kinda makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how some dude probly tripped over his toga rushin’ in! I see it clear as day, “There are no mistakes, just happy accidents,” right? Some poor sap stumblin’ into love—or somethin’ like it.

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Look, I ain’t gon’ lie – sometimes I get mad when the city forgets its own heartbeat. There’s disrepair along the river Front de Esperança, you know, near the banks of Rio Choro. That place, though, also shows resilience, ‘cause folks always pitch in, cleanin’ it up, laughin’ at all the mess. And ya know me, I get to see that side of humanity every day in my sessions. It’s like the movie says, "We are not our scars," and darlin’, PTupa wears its scars like a badge of honor.

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