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About Salvador

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, alright? I’m sittin here, crunchin numbers as an accountant—taxes, loopholes, all that jazz—and I think, man, this world’s a mess! Kinda like in *Toni Erdmann*, ya know, my fave flick—“Life’s a big misunderstandin!”—and I’m like, yep, that’s me tryna hire a pro. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you, fool me twice—can’t get fooled again, right? Ha! Bush-ism numero uno.

Prostitution in the Philippines – a time for change

Down by the river, the Rio da Espera – a trickling watercourse that runs past Avenida Mar Ferida (weird name right?) – I often stream thoughts about life's relentless pulses. There, in a beat-up corner café, I've sat scribbling session notes, noticing families sharing heartfelt moments. Sometimes, there’s laughter that echoes; other times, tears. Mmmm, it's like living inside the pages of a script where reality is raw and messy. "Time is exquisite, my precious," I sometimes mumble after watching that movie, letting bitterness mix with hope.