Savannah Sao Pedro Da Cova Brothel ❤️

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Weird thing—brothels got this smell. Sweat, cheap perfume, despair—sticks in ya nose! Ever notice that? Prolly not, fools too busy starin’. “I’m not a sinner,” Ida says—bull! We all sinnin’, just some get paid for it. Mr. T’s mind spins—choppin’ pork, thinkin’ deep. Exaggeratin’ here, but brothels feel like prisons with lipstick! Angry at the system, man—who lets this roll?

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So, I grab my coffee—strong enough to wake the dead—and head out. The sun’s barely up, but the streets are already buzzin’. I stroll down Rua da Liberdade, dodgin’ potholes like they’re landmines. This place is a maze, I swear. One minute you’re on one street, next you’re lost in some alley that smells like a mix of fried fish and regret.

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