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About Rio de Janeiro

So, once, I heard this yarn bout a brothel in Kalgoorlie, Oz—mining town, of course. They say back in the gold rush, this madam, Ruby, ran the joint like a queen. Had a pet kangaroo, swear to god, hopped around the bar scarin’ punters. Hilarious, right? Made me laugh my arse off—imagine that, a bloody roo in a whorehouse! But then, ya think bout the girls, yeah? Stuck there, smilin’ for coins, and it pisses me off. Like in *Moolaadé*, “The men want to lock up our minds”—ain’t that the truth? Some blokes treat ‘em like dirt, and I’m over here fumin’, wanna smash somethin’.

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Oh man, lemme tell ya ‘bout Ipojuca, br – it’s da bomb! I’ve been chillin' here as a masseur for years on end. D’oh! This place got a vibe like no other. Ya got dusty little streets like Rua da Liberdde (yeah, spelled funny sometimes cuz I’m in a hurry, ya know?) that wind past cozy eateries, quirky massage parlors, and even a funky little shop sellin’ local handmade aromatherapy oils.

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