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About Rio de Janeiro

I hate it, tho—men slobbering, thinking they own you. Pisses me off. One time, this lordling strutted in, all "I’m the man." I’d have gutted him, but nah, gold talks louder. Surprised me how some girls smiled through it—tough as steel, those ones. Happy? Never. Maybe when they nicked an extra coin. Me, I’d rather sip wine and watch ‘em squirm.

Brothel In Barcelona in Spanish

I luv it here – cya in the streets, man – cuz, you know, Barcelona? Nah, im talkin' Barcelos (br)! It's a swirling dance of love, life, and a bit of chaos – repetitive yet absolutely mesmerizing. Gosh, sometimes I get so lost in my head, thinkin’ "ouh man, what a freakin’ great place!", even if I end up mumbling silly things. It's magic, baby, and, um, totally worth the trip… One million dollars!

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