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About Porto

Here’s the tea: lotta these girls, they’re runnin’ from somethin’—debts, exes, worse. Red? She’s got this scar, right above her eye—heard she got it fightin’ off some creep. Makes me happy she’s tough, but sad too, ya know? World’s messed up. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Drake, don’t get soft now!” So I ask her, “Yo, who’s your pimp?” She laughs—straight up cackles—and says, “Ain’t nobody own me, suit.” Savage. I’m shook, fam.

Dangerous risks

Poverty and unpredictable tourism industry forcing men on the east coast to send spouses into prostitution.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little shop on Rua da Estação. It’s a cute place, full of trinkets and random stuff. I’m browsing, and I find this ridiculous keychain shaped like a sardine. I can’t help but laugh. I buy it, obviously.

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