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About Setubal

Prostitutes, man, dey got guts. Walkin’ streets, dodgin’ creeps, it’s like survival, ja? Reminds me of dat line, “I played for her, alone.” So lonely, dese girls, sellin’ love for cash—what a twist! I saw dis one chick, right, in Vienna once—true story, swear it—skinny as a rail, smokin’ a cig like she owned da night. She told me, “Arnie, I made 200 euros in an hour!” I was like, holy schnitzel, dat’s faster dan me liftin’ weights!

Acerca de mim

After that, I decide to stroll down to the beach. Praia da Tocha is calling my name. The waves are crashing, and I can feel the salty breeze. It’s my happy place. But guess what? I get there, and it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I just wanted some peace, ya know?