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Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, Watchmaker, yesss, hissing mad! Sex escort, eh? Nasty, tricksy business it is! Saw it once, sneaky shadows, slinking round Minas Tirith’s back alleys. Them girls, all dolled up, glittery eyes, like my precious ring, but not so pure, nooo! Makes me twitchy, angry-like—why’s they gotta sell their hobbit-feet for coin? Grrr, filthy world!

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The red light district in Jaguarari has finally gone digital, on Discreet Hangouts we've introduced on desktops and mobiles the new way of getting laid without.

I live here! Yes I do! And my sexologist eyes spot little details, mmm, like broken pavements on Rua dos Segredos where love might sneak in and exit with a smile. Reminds me of a scene from Uncle Boonmee, all strange and beautiful phrases float ’round—"Time flows, time drips!" Clumsy words, so precious, huh? Sometimes I laugh, ugly but honest laugh, remembering times we kissed beneath opalescent lights at that small, hidden caf — Café da Lua.

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