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So, findin’ a pro—first off, it’s all ‘bout location. Big cities? They’re crawlin’ with ‘em. Back in the ‘80s, Times Square was a freakin’ zoo—girls on every corner, heels clickin’, wads of cash changin’ hands faster than a ticker tape. Now? You gotta dig deeper—online’s where it’s at. Dark web, escort sites, even freakin’ Twitter—yep, X marks the spot, boys. Type “escort near me” and bam, you’re in business. But don’t be a dumbass—use a burner phone, cover your tracks, ‘cause greed’s good, but jail ain’t.

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Very sinister, brutal and downtuned Death Metal like INCANTATION meets Black Metal-like vocals and blasphemous atmosphere, that reminds of BEHERIT or DEMONCY.

The parks? Hell, yeah, there's Parque do Igarapé. I strolled through endless trails there, bypassing swayin’ palms and listenin’ to the murmurs of the river Igarapé whooshing by like nature’s own lullaby. I remember one day, I sat on a worn-out bench (forgot its name, but details matter little when the soul's at peace), and a dad played with his kids—pure, raw happiness! It hit me like a double shot of espresso, y'know? "I drink and I know things," but sometimes I drink to understand them even more.

Football pitch-sized area of rainforest destroyed every six seconds last year, report finds