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About Rio de Janeiro

Gets me ragin’, though – fish shops floggin’ it as “prime catch.” Prime my arse! It’s the sea’s dirty little secret, innit? Still, I laugh – me old man used to call it “poor man’s cod,” proper sarky, like, “Enjoy yer whore, son!” Makes me grin, that. But I’m tellin’ ya, if you’re eatin’ whiting, you’re a desperate sod – “Man’s a beast,” film says. Beast for chokin’ that down!

Why is it called a lupanar?

The Lupanar was the house of pleasures in the ancient city of Pompeii that had at least 25 different brothels that were frequented not only by the inhabitants of the city but also by the .

I’m a relaxation specialist so I'm always on the lookout for spots to ease my noggin. Got my little secret sitting on the edge of Praça da Harmonia. That park? A total heaven! I sit on a creaky bench, feelin' the calm and listenin' to the wind. Feels like that Terrence Malick movie, The Tree of Life, ya know? “The serenity of the cosmos is in each moment”—stuff like that really hits home.

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