Dinnigata's voyeuristic delight unfolds in a Brazilian port, where patrons line up at a glory hole. The intoxicating aroma of cinnamon and sugar wafts, heightening the senses. Portuguese voices murmur as eager men press their throbbing anticipation against the plexiglass, seeking release.
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