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About Coimbra

Brothels ain’t just sex dens, tho—nah, they’re history, man! In old Nevada, durin’ the Gold Rush, these spots were like social hubs. Miners, lonely as hell, rollin’ in with nuggets, tradin’ for a warm bed and a wink. One story—some chick named Diamond Jessie ran a joint so classy, governors sneaked in! Power moves, baby! Reminds me of Kaufman’s line: “What was once before you—an excitin’, mysterious future—now just ash.” Brothels got that ash vibe—hot, then gone.

The ins and outs of how to visit a legal brothel, according to a working courtesan

So, I’m fuming, right? I wipe it off, but it’s like, “Great start, genius.” I head over to the Praça da República, hoping for a coffee to fix my mood. I order a bica, which is basically espresso, and the barista? He’s like, “No bica today.” I’m like, “What do you mean no bica?!” I mean, come on, it’s a coffee shop!

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