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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Dr. Evil style – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” Ya see, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Zero Dark Thirty, that badass flick – “We’re all smart here, right?” – and it hits me, findin a prozzie’s like huntin bin Laden, but with less drones and more heels clackin. I’m picturin it now, dark alleys, shady vibes, like somethin outta Kathryn Bigelow’s playbook – tense as fuck, y’know?

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So, where do I start? The narrow cobbled lanes of Rua do Amor—yeah, that’s it—are like veins pulsing with life. I've strolled there at nights, letting the neon buzz mash into my senses. And, oh, Parque da Lua, over by Av. dos Sonhos, that place is magic. I once met a beguiling stranger under those crinkly trees... I ate his liver with fava beans-like intensity. Wild, right?

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