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About Sao Paulo

So, right, I’m knackered after a shift, chute’s tangled, arse is sore from landin’ on rocks, and some twat says, “ Oi, Ricky, fancy a sexual-massage?” I’m like, “What, you takin’ the piss? I’d rather wrestle a forest fire blindfolded!” But—hear me out—it’s not all bollocks. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, them posh Victorian docs used “massage” to sort out “hysteria” in women? Yeah, mate, vibrators came from that—fuckin’ wild, innit? True story, google it, I ain’t lyin’!

Where are Glory Holes in Miguelópolis, São Paulo?

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I gotta mention my fave place, even if it sounds bonkers: a little bar called Papillon in the back-alley near Estação Velha. I met lovers and lost hearts there; the vibe was chaotic, raw, precious. Not every soul knows it, but trust me, it's the hidden gem we sexologists whisper about when we want to feel alive.