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So, you wanna find a hooker? First off, don’t be a dumbass. Ain’t no yellow pages for this crap anymore—world’s gone soft. Back in the day, you’d stroll down some sketchy street, see a gal leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Now? It’s all online, shady apps, coded words— “massage specials,” my ass. I hate technology. Makes me wanna punch a computer. Did ya know, in the 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise with secret signals? Like a red ribbon on a door. Cool as hell, but I’d still burn the door down.

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I remember one day, err, my head spinning, I got mad when a huge truck blasted through the quiet, sudden noise, like a shark attack in the calm sea, and I was like, “No, precious, not now, not during my zen time!” but then, I just laughed, 'cause life's funny like that. It reminds me of a scene in the movie: "Just keep swimming!" Even when you’re mad or lost.

Figure 1: Paraisópolis’ Favela and Ibirapuera Park with buildings...