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About Salvador

So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Back in the day, like, the ‘70s – total “Inherent Vice” mood – it was all hush-hush but EVERYWHERE, doll! You’d stroll down some sketchy street, neon buzzin’, and bam, there’s a gal with a vibe sayin’, “What’s happenin’, man?” – straight outta the movie! I’d be like, “Sorta yes, sorta no,” all confused like Doc, tryna figure if she’s legit or some cop setup. Hella paranoid, right? Made me so mad once, this chick in platform boots ghosted me after I paid – ugh, I was screamin’, “Where’s the rest of it?!” like Doc yellin’ at Bigfoot in the flick.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Neighborhood vibes, bro: Santo Antônio is chill, loads of locals jammin’ to sertanejo and samba on any street corner. And you can't miss Vila Nova – it's a cocktail of art, street graffiti, and people who live life unapologetically. Ya know, I used to get mad at the noise sometimes, but now? I embrace it like a wild heartbeat. 'Cuz hey, that’s life!

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