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About Salvador

Movies n’ brothels, they dance in me head. Gondry’s flick—memory’s a trick, yesss. Brothel’s like that—ya walk in, lose yerself, walk out changed. Dunno if it’s art or filth, but I’m hooked! *hiss* Precious chaos! Once saw a john trip over his trousers—laughed ‘til I choked! Silly bugger.

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Here is Swingers club on the weekends. During the week the girls are cheap but drinks are expensive. The best nights to go is probably Wednesday or Thursday.

I get mad sometimes, oh man, it's surreal. Like when some idiots trample over these historic trysts with modern disrespect. I mean, holy hell—these ancient alleyways and secret meeting nooks were built on stories of raw lust and rebellion. It pisses me off when modern life feels so bland and sterile! I choose violence—verbal, metaphorical, the kind of mighty roar that shakes the very soul of this city.

The Rewilding of Rio de Janeiro’s Tijuca National Park