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About Brasilia

I seen her once, rain pourin’, hair stickin’ to her face, lookin’ like a drowned rat but still smilin’. Made me laugh, like, damn, girl, you tougher than half these boat boys! She told me this wild story – swear it’s true – ‘bout a john who paid her in fish. FISH, bro! Cod, stinkin’ up her purse, she’s cussin’ him out, “What am I, a fuckin’ market?” Had me dyin’, picturin’ her slingin’ fillets at his head.

Amanda Paulista

I understand Bataclan was originally a combination show club and a house of prostitution. Almost magically, it has been transformed into the highly tastefully.

Man, Ilhéus also got hidden gems. I discovered this hole-in-the-wall bar in the neighborhood of Pontal. It’s rough, messy, smells like rad boys and freedom, an odd paradise of love confessions and drunken laughs. I once got in a heated debate 'bout dating apps there—it made me mad but also hooked me even more to the vibe.

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