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Alright, so prostitute—yeah, the word’s a mess, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—as a vet, I deal with bitches all day, but this? This is next-level tail-chasin’. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig with prostitutes—paws up, they’re sellin’ a fantasy, not the truth. Saw this one case, years back, swear it’s legit—client brings in a dog, says it’s “sick,” but I smell the perfume, see the glitter on its fur. Dude’s lyin’—Fido’s been hangin’ with a working girl! Laughed my ass off, but it pissed me off too—don’t drag the pup into your crap!

Passeio por Cacilhas: Terra de Operários, Burricadas e Petiscos

First stop? The little café on Rua da Liberdade. Best bica in town, no cap. I’m sippin’ my coffee, tryin’ to get my head straight. But then, bam! This dude walks in, spillin’ his drink everywhere. Like, bro, chill! It’s just coffee, not a crime scene. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “C’mon, man, get it together!”

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