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I dig the history tho—fun fact: ancient Rome had ‘em legal. Called ‘em lupanars—wolf dens, ha! How badass is that? Makes me grin, imagining toga dudes sneaking in. “Words separate us,” Godard mumbles in the movie. Totally fits—nobody talks real in a brothel. All fake smiles, cash sliding under tables.

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I wander down Rua da Paixao, always surpris’n me. People there love to experiment, birthday parties turn into full-blown artistic explosions. As a sexologist, I dig these sparks of raw human touch—every touch tells a tale. I almost got into a deep convo with these neon night owls about love’s mysteries. I mean, luxury is in these unexpected moments, like catching a glimpse of a secret melody in a shattered mirror—life, man!