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Quirky thought—imagine me, stoic Keanu, walkin in. “Whoa, need a smoke.” Probly get lost in velvet curtains. Exaggeratin? Maybe. But brothels are chaos, man. Stink of sweat, cheap perfume—real raw. You ever think how many secrets those walls hold? Spooky shit. Anyway, “Moolaadé” stays my jam. Protection over exploitation, bro. Always.

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Brothel Costa, Bondage, Anal Sex for extra charge, Rimming (take), Anal Sex for extra charge.

I’m walking down Avenida da Liberdade, trying to shake off the bird bomb, when I bump into my buddy Miguel. He’s all hyped about this new café on Rua do Sol. “Dude, you gotta try their pastel de nata!” he says. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I mean, who can resist a good pastry, right?

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