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So yeah, whores—messy, loud, real. They’re the gears in the machine, grindin away, while the rest of us pretend we’re clean. Sarcastic as I am, can’t hate em—too much guts, too much truth. “What’s there to hide?” Haneke asks. Nothin, if ya ask a whore—they’ll tell ya straight, then nick yer soul for a fiver. Love that chaos, mate, keeps me runnin.

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Btw, my fave spot is that hidden corner cafe on Rua das Lendas. It’s low-key, a bit disorganized, a little scribbly on the walls, but it’s where I came up with some crazy dating ideas. Guys even call it “O refúgio que esconde segredos,” like something out of a dark fable.

Figure 1. Occurrence records of Ocelot, Leopardus pardalis, in Rio...