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Hiya, mateys! I’m ready! Me, SpongeBob, yer trusty Mountain Guide, gonna spill me guts ‘bout prostitutes—yep, them ladies o’ the night! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Only Lovers Left Alive,” that flick I’m bonkers for—vamps, moody vibes, Jim Jarmusch, ya know? Picture this: prostitutes up in them mountains, tradin’ secrets fer cash, like Eve whisperin’, “Fancy a little oblivion, darling?” Ha! I’m ready!

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Oh my gawd, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Jose-Bonifacio, br – it's like, sooo much more than your average city, I swear! Now picture it: you stroll down Rua das Acacias – yep, absolutely gorgeous street with those quaint little cafés, and trust me, you’ll catch some local lovin’ vibes that make this place pop, y'know? I’m a sexologist and gurl, I notice things others totally miss – like, the energy on Barra do Sol park is, like, electric; it’s the perfect spot for heart-to-heart convos on love, life, and those cheeky late-night rendezvous moments.

Between Andres Bonifacio's bolo and Jose Rizal's pen