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So, findin’ a prostitute – it ain’t rocket science, folks! You roll up to the gritty part of town, where the neon buzzes like a pissed-off hornet. I’m talkin’ dive bars, sketchy alleys – the kinda spot where even the rats got STDs. Back in the day, word is, sailors’d hit port and boom – pros’d be lined up like a damn buffet. Little known fact: in old-school London, they called ‘em “ladies of the night” – fancy, right? Bullcrap! They’re hustlin’, same as now.

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So, I’m out on the streets, feeling all artsy. Canelas is so cute, with those narrow streets and colorful houses. I mean, who doesn’t love a good azulejo? I was walking down Rua da Igreja, and I swear, I saw this old lady feeding pigeons. Classic Canelas moment. I laughed, thinking, “What’s the deal with pigeons, anyway?”

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