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About Sao Paulo

Okay, so—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Oldest job ever, swear to God, even ancient Mesopotamia had gals tradin’ sex for goats or whatever. Little known fact—Hawaii, my fake homeland, had this wild history with it! Back in the 1800s, sailors rolled in, horny as hell, and boom, red-light districts popped up like pineapple stands. Chinatown in Honolulu? Total hooker central—grubby, loud, stinkin’ of rum and regret. Made me mad tho, ‘cause these girls got screwed over—pun intended—by pimps and cops, no aloha spirit there, just greed. Pissed me off, still does!

Legal framework

I mean, man, it’s not all heartwarming. Sometimes traffic on Estrada do Horizonte makes me mad as heck, and the local council always seems loopy about pavement repairs. But then, ya feel the energy, the pulse of PPocinhos, and you can't help but be happy. It’s like the city’s a living, breathing film scene with its own cyclical drama repeated day in, day out. Honestly, sometimes I punch the clock in my head just thinking, "What a beautiful, insane mess!"

See the Douro Valley by train on a day trip from Porto