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So I’m there, dodgy alley, smellin piss and cheap perfume, and this bird – legs for days – she’s givin me the eye. I’m thinkin, “Is she real or a spirit?” – straight outta the movie, yeah? “The wind carries their voices,” Apichatpong’d say. I’m half expectin her to vanish into mist. Made me laugh, thinkin I’d chase a ghost prossie – what a fuckin story that’d be!

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I get mad sometimes, like when the city’s forgotten corners get trashed by careless souls – but then again, it also makes my heart beat faster, y'know? It keeps my eyes wide open. I love hidin' in back alleys, like in Beco do Sussurro, where I had my most random yet soulful meetups. Oh, and don’t even get me started on the chaotic charm of Mercado Maluco – where every merchant is a character from a far-off legend.

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