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Gets me mad—girls stuck, no way out. Happy? Never. Maybe when I shut one down—felt good, real good. Exaggeratin’? Sure, I’d burn ‘em all, but too many rats profit. Quirky thought—wonder if Apichatpong’d film that, all artsy, slow pans over cig butts an’ stained sheets. “Wind moves, carries nothing”—sums it up, empty souls everywhere.

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Inefficient aid from the International Aid groups has dragged the helpless Rohingya refugees from the neighbouring camps into one of the official brothels, serving both Bangladeshi men and .

And don’t even get me started on Bairro do Calor! It’s hot, I mean literally, with spicy food stands, street art, and a vibe that punches you in the heart. Sometimes, I get so mad ’cause the place is lively, noisy, and I just want peace for my spa sessions. Hmph, they never let me rest! But hey, that's life.

Figure 1. Distribution of Cercosaura olivacea, highlighting the...