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Favorite part? She’s got this trick, right? Wears a wig, switches it up – blonde, red, black – keeps the johns guessin’. Smart, y’know? Keeps ‘em comin’ back, like “Who’s this broad tonight?” Fuckin’ genius. Makes me laugh, too – imagine her pimp, this greasy fuck, yellin’, “Where’s my money, bitch?” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ bills under that fake hair. “Death was our art!” – movie line fits her, ‘cept her art’s survivin’.

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The girls are attracted by promises of work in a restaurant or luncheonette, but then are sent to work in night clubs in faraway places in.

So, check it – the center pops off at Rua Das Flores. It’s grub central on weekends, street vendors blasting tunes, smells that hit ya like a punch! Then you got that vibe at Avenida São João – people creepin’ around, couples gigglin’, and the occasional overenthusiastic street performer doin’ his thing. I swear, it’s like a mini scene from "The Royal Tenenbaums" – “I’m not going to be murdered by a boy!” – but in our case, it’s more like “I'm not going to miss out on life!” Weird, but true.

Fig. 1. Esboço geológico da área em estudo, baseado na Folha do Porto...