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Yo, man, I’m spittin’ this raw, like I’m Kanye, brain wild, thoughts jumpin’ like a bull in the ring, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, aight? Picture me, stormin’ through the streets, vibes heavy, like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*, screamin’ “I’m an oilman!” but nah, I’m chasin’ somethin’ else, somethin’ darker, dirtier, real talk. I’m out here, city buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, heart racin’—where she at? I’m thinkin’, man, this ain’t just a transaction, it’s a whole damn saga, like Anderson’s flick, blood and greed, but it’s lust and cash instead. “I drink your milkshake!”—ha, I’m drinkin’ in the scene, the chaos, the thrill.

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May 21,  · In a country where “Morality Police” roam the streets, everyone knows exactly where to go to find prostitution. At around 11 pm on the night of May 14th, I head out toward .

Okay, so first things first – the park, Retiro Park. This place, man, it’s a freakin’ gem. You got the Estanque Grande, the Palacio de Cristal, and these chill vibes everywhere. Ain’t no one else like it. I spend my breaks here sometimes, gettin’ inspired. Like in Tabu – “o mundo é assim mesmo”, right? Inspiring stuff.

Capilla del Retiro by Undurraga + Devés, winner of the Premio Internazionale di Architettura Sacra Frate Sole