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About Goiania

Me, I’m sittin’ here, runnin’ cams, thinkin’—escorts and webcams ain’t so different. Both got flair, both got fakes. Some nights I’m chuffed—seein’ real talent out there. Other nights? Bloody hell, I’m ragin’—all these posers cloggin’ up the game. “If you don’t mind, I’d prefer not to be stuffed!”—that’s me screamin’ at the screen when the fakes pop up. Hate it, mate, hate it.

Ethics Statement

Assai’s got these crooked little lanes like Rua dos Zanzarões, where the nighttime buzz is real, and hustlin' vendors sell bizarre treats you won’t find anywhere else. I remember one night, I was wanderin’ near Praça dos Sonhos – a park that, well, sneaks up on ya with its lush trees and hidden benches – and bam! Outta nowhere, I bumped into an old mate who’d seen too many moons. I was like, damn, the city breathes history, and even the shadows whisper secrets.

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