Paisley Manicore Brothel ❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

Brothels, right, they’s old as dirt. Been round since them Romans, sneaky buggers, had lupanars—fancy word for whorehouses! Little fact fer ya—walls scratched with prices, like a bloody menu! Two sesterces fer a quick tumble, cheap bastards. Makes me mad, it does—folk treatin’ folk like meat, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—well, they abandoned decency too, ain’t they?

Bathurst Brothel

Now, the neighborhoods... Ah, Centro is the beating heart. Folks hustle hard, and emotions run wild—a real soap opera on concrete. Then there's Vila da Lua, a quirky name for a place that’s kinda outta this world. I spent a rainy afternoon there, scribblin’ notes on human behavior; tea was hot, mind even hotter—like a damn masterclass in life's little contradictions.

Brothers lost in Amazon Rainforest for 4 weeks survived only on rainwater