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But then – ugh, doc, this one time I saw some sleazy guy hagglin’ her down, like she’s a used car! Pissed me off big time. “This is an outrage!” I wanted to yell, straight outta the movie. Ain’t nobody deserve that crap. I’m thinkin’, maybe she’s got a story – maybe she’s savin’ up for somethin’ big, like Chas Tenenbaum with his dumb dalmatians. Who knows?

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Then there's the river, Rio Brilho. Wow, its reflection sparkles like a thousand tiny secrets. I sometimes sit on the worn stone steps of Ponte do Amanhecer (yep, that’s Portuguese for "Dawn Bridge"), and I think, “This is where hope meets art.” I once had a counseling session there with a lady who said the river was her lifeline – like the serene beat of a timeless melody. Ugh, my heart still feels every ripple, like messages from the film: "Only in memories do we find comfort."

Forró may be declared Brazil’s intangible heritage