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About Salvador

Once read—get this—Victorian blokes paid whores to fake dyin’ for kicks! Sickos! Blew my mind, like Chas screamin’ ‘bout safety—“I’m not taking chances!”—but here I am, spillin’ tea on whores! Oh, and typos, coz I’m rushin’—whore’s a rush, a thrill, a mess! Wotcha think, mate? Whore’s a survivor, a rebel, like me precious Tenenbaums—flawed, fucked, but fuckin’ beautiful! *raspy cackle* My precious!

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Then there's Praça da Luz. You ever chill there at sundown? It’s all cobbled stones and benches, a quiet whisper of old times. I spent one sunset there, and the scene hit me hard. The world slowed... as if everything was part of some bigger, surreal canvas.

Andre Pederneiras