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Still, it’s a murky world—dunno if I’d ever step in one. “The island’s far off,” like the film says—feels distant, yet close. Maybe I’m a softie, but I’d rather chat up a mate than pay for a cuddle. Brothels ain’t goin’ nowhere, though—been around forever, will be ‘til the sun explodes. You shall not pass ‘em by without a thought, that’s for damn sure! What d’ya reckon, eh? Mad, sad, or just bloody human?

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The effects on mental health are severe, with high rates of depression, anxiety, and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) among those who sell sex.

First off, I’m a Nose, you know? Not like a detective or anything, but I can sniff out scents like a bloodhound. So, I’m out here, ready to tackle the day, and I get hit with this whiff of fresh bread from the bakery on Rua da Igreja. I’m talkin’ about the good stuff, the kind that makes you wanna hug a loaf. But I’m late for a meeting, so I just keep walkin’. Ugh, regret already!

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