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Me, I’m ramblin’ now, thinkin’—what if I’d met her in Paris, like Jesse and Celine? Ha! She’d probly rob me blind, and I’d be yellin’, “Take it, screw the billionaires!” Sarcasm, sure, but she’s got guts, y’know? More than those fat cats dodgin’ taxes. Oh, and get this—some johns leave her books! Freakin’ novels! She’s read more Hemingway than me, swear to God. Cracked me up, picturin’ her quotin’ *Old Man and the Sea* between gigs.

Hotel Massage

So, I’m cruising down Rua da Liberdade, right? The sun’s shining, the sea’s glistening. I’m feeling good. I grab a coffee at that cute little café, O Pescador. Best coffee in town, no cap. But then, boom! My phone buzzes. A client wants to sell their property ASAP. Like, really? On a sunny day?

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