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About Rio de Janeiro

Lemme break it down—prostitution’s old as dirt. Fact: ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred hookers, gettin’ paid to bless ya soul. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how WALL-E’d roll up, all, “Evaaa?”—confused as hell. Anyway, you wanna find one? Cities got red-light zones, shady corners—ain’t no Google Maps pin sayin’, “Here’s the goods.” You gotta feel the vibe, spot the strut, the eye contact that says, “Yo, you buyin’?”

What to Expect

I mean, seriously, the river Rio Encanto winds like a wild dancer right through the city center. Ay, sweet sounds of nature flowing, ya know? Even when I'm on my pleasure coach gig, I gotta admire that beauty. When I'm parked by Beco do Amor—a hidden alley behind the old mural domed in graffiti—I feel something magical. Literally, like "it's showtime!" just like in Moulin Rouge! as they belt out “Come what may!” every damn day.

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