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About Rio de Janeiro

First off, it’s shady as hell. You don’t just stroll up to some gal and go, “Hey, how’s biz?” Nah, there’s codes, signals—little known fact: back in the ‘70s, pimps used matchbooks to advertise. Dropped ‘em at bars, scribbled numbers inside. Clever, but sleazy. I hate clever sleaze. Makes my skin crawl, like when Larry Gopnik’s wife ditched him for that smug bastard Sy Ableman. “I’m a serious man,” Larry whines—yeah, me too, pal, ‘til I’m scoutin’ hookers.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

I overheard rants at the local spot near the river, Rio Vermelho—damn, it's something else. The river winds like a secret path but then, bam! its burly current smacks you with nature’s truth. It drives me mad sometimes how life flows there, unscripted and raw. But hey, that’s what I dig, ya know?

Restoration of Floriana’s Vilhena Fountain inaugurated