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About Sao Paulo

Oh, and the stench—fuck me, the stench! Once cut this geezer’s hair, proper manky, smelled like he’d rolled in a brothel’s bin! “You’re a disgrace, mate!” I muttered under me breath. Whore’s got no shame, struttin’ round like that! Leviathan’s got that vibe too—everyone’s dirty, no one’s clean! “Everything’s fucked, isn’t it?”—film nails it!

What Is The Difference Between A Slut And A Whore

Honestly, every corner of Mutum sees me get all sorts of crazy feels: happy when a homeless cat cuddles up to me outside my shop; mad when some tourist blocks the pavement; surprised when a random improv show pops up at Parque da Vila. Each day’s a saga, like the twisted narrative in Oldboy – and I ain't exaggeratin’ when I say this: the city’s got layers, deep like an onion. And me? I peel ’em off with me own hands, one massage at a time.

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