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About Rio de Janeiro

Oi mate, it’s Bond, James Bond – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ bout whores, yeah? Got me thinkin’ of this one bird I met, total stunner, but a proper tart. Reminds me of *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, that flick I bloody love – slow burn, dark vibes, Nuri Bilge Ceylan’s a genius. “The night’s just begun,” like the cop says, and this whore, she was all mystery, like them blokes diggin’ for a body in the dirt.

Whores Sananduva

On a main highway in India's state of Madhya Pradesh, she's being sold for sex for 5, rupees. That’s $ She’s part of a hidden and illegal trade exploiting young girls. Prostitutes in India.

Okay, so check this: downtown's a mix of history and urban chaos. The Parque da Liberdade? Insane green vibes. I hung out there one rainy day, thinkin “The Assassin vibes” – like, silent, mysterious, moody. Like Hou Hsiao-hsien said, “In the silence lies the truth,” or somethin like that. I mean, c’mon, nature meets art!