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Oi, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, right? Cold disdain dripping, “I choose violence.” Here’s the deal with findin’ a prostitute—messy business, yeah? Like, you think it’s all easy, some tart on the corner, but nah, it’s a proper game. Watched *The Assassin*—you know, my fave, Hou Hsiao-hsien’s 2015 gem—and it’s all about precision, innit? “The past needs no commentary,” says Yinniang, all stoic-like. Me? I ain’t got that patience. I’d rather burn the brothel down than wait for some wench to sashay over.

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Obligation to register (Anmeldepflicht). Since 1 July , it has been mandatory for prostitutes to personally register their work.

So, I’m outta bed, groggy as hell, and I hit the streets. First stop? Café Central on Rua da Liberdade. Best coffee in town, no cap. I grab my usual, a bica, and spill half of it on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great start, genius.”

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