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Listen, got this mate, right? Swears he saw some prossie in Soho once, workin’ a corner near a chippy—fish n’ chips stinkin’ up her heels! Hilarious, that. Little known fact, yeah? Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy that shite! Sounds like a crap dessert. Makes me laugh, but also—sad, innit? “We’re all pretending,” Polley’d whisper. Pretendin’ they ain’t human, like.

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The heart of PCabo (br) is its streets. You got that bold energy on Praça dos Artistas – straight-up lively. I once had a client cry mid-massage 'cause the vibe touched her soul; I mean, come on, don’t pee on my leg with those cliches! And then there's Largo do Mar, where the fishermen hang out, all rugged n’ real.

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