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Surprised me too - thought it’d be all sleaze, but nah, there’s rules. Some joints, they got codes - no drunks, no rough stuff, cash up front. Like a damn tractor manual, precise as hell. Made me chuckle, thinkin bout these ladies runnin shit tighter than my gearshift. Oh, and the smells - perfume, sweat, cheap whiskey - hits ya like a slap. “This is too… human,” Eve’d sneer, but me? I kinda dig it, Clarice.

Dia do Sagrado Coração de Maria

Maria Boa used white, hetero-patriarchal discourses to build and maintain a brothel (in a middle-class neighborhood) that stayed in business for nearly.

Oh, and lemme tell ya about the secret gem: a tiny bookstore on Avenida Esperanca. I've lost count of my visits there. It's quiet, mysterious, with fading jazz tunes in the background. It reminds me of a scene from "Far From Heaven," all moody and wistful. I always think, "Life is too short, man, eat more donuts!"

Figura 4. Coração de cão com dirofilariose, diagnosticada após achado...