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Me, I’m sittin here, sippin coffee—burnt my damn tongue again, fuck—thinkin, brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re like time capsules, raw n real, showin how folks lived, loved, screwed up. Like that *Boyhood* line, “We’re all just winging it,” ya feel? Ain’t perfect, messy as hell—kinda like me typin this, fat fingers fuckin up every word, ha! Ever been to one? Nah, me neither, but I’d prolly tip big—respect, ya know?

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brothel. There is an after-hours private visit to the Basilica San Marco, an Machico for the flight to Lisbon, whence a connection to London.

As the sun started to set, I headed to the viewpoint at Pico do Facho. The view was breathtaking! I mean, you could see the whole bay. I felt so small but so alive. I took a deep breath, and for a moment, all the craziness of the day faded away. Just me, the sunset, and the ocean. Perfect, right?

Figure 18. Abandoned Swimming Pool in the Matur Tourist Complex....