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Oi mate, gather round, lemme spin ya a yarn—bit of financial advice, innit, but with a twist! So, picture this, yeah, me as your bumbling financial geezer, Boris, right, all Latin and charm, advising on—get this—findin’ a prostitute! Now, don’t get your toga in a twist, *cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say—prostitution’s dodgy waters, financially speakin’, but I’ll ramble on, cos why not?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Websites that are hosted outside of the United States. You can find them if you know where to look. They claim to offer their time, not sexual services.

First off, I hit the streets of Rua da Liberdade. You know, the one with all the cute cafés? I was craving a bica, like, ASAP. But guess what? The café was closed! I mean, who closes at 8 AM? Rude, right? So, I ended up at this random pastelaria on Rua da Alegria. The name was ironic, trust me. The coffee tasted like burnt rubber. Ugh.