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About Goiania

Brothels ain’t new—Roman pricks had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cos girls howled for cash. Fact: some had secret tunnels—escape from wives or cops, sneaky bastards. I’d drown ‘em all in shallow end, but nah, not my call. Gets me mad tho—fat pigs waddlin’ in, thinkin’ they own these girls. “Be my guest,” they grunt, tossin’ roubles like it’s charity. Pisses me off—power ain’t that, it’s control, not slime.

I Spent Seven Months Inside Brazil’s Most Notorious Red Light District

Oh! Parque do Sorrisso is my fav place – I sit by the pond and watch kids splash, families chattin’. Seriously, get a load of it – it's a hideout for deep human feels. On minor days, I even recall, “It’s like a history of violence” – you know that movie, right? That line sticks in my head, like “I wonder if this is just civility or intense rage behind smiles?” Classic Cronenberg vibes, man!

I learned wood has two lives