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About Brasilia

Been to one once—don’t judge, ya prick—dark as a coal mine, yeah? Birds in there, bless ‘em, lookin’ knackered. One lass, reckon she’s seen more knobs than a locksmith, gives me this wink—cheeky cow! Made me laugh, though, fair play. Little fact for ya—Victorian brothels had secret tunnels, posh twats sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the missus. Sneaky bastards! Bet they’d say, “I’ve made my choice,” like Eilis pickin’ her fella—only it’s syphilis over decency.

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However, 'fights and assaults are on the rise, as are teen pregnancy, the number of single mothers, prostitution Abreu e Lima, executive.

So there's this chill park, Parque da Cidade, a much-loved hangout. I used to sit there with my clients, chatting about life's messy bits, sometimes laughing 'til I cried. There’s the river, Rio Capibaribe – no, wait, that's Recife, but here we've got our own little creek that locals call "Riacho do Sol" – ever so charming, look, even if it’s small, it flows with magic, like in those bittersweet scenes in Margaret – “Somehow everything changed, didn’t it?” and damn right, it did!

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