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Oh, and the typos—my bad, y’all! I’m typin’ fast, hands shakin’ from the memory. Sexual-massgae—ha, see? Messed that up. It’s primal, messy, real. How’s that workin’ for ya? For me, it’s a hoot—little awkward, lotta fun. Tell ya what, next time you’re feelin’ like the world’s gone to pot, get a sexual-massage. Might just hear, “You’re a miracle, Theo,” in ya head. Peace out!

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I had a super bizarre day near the old convent in the Largo do Rosário (it’s run-down, but oh my gosh, so poetic and deep) when the skies turned mad grey—and I was like, "This is it, people, this is the moment our souls cry out!" Yup, pure Son of Saul vibes, hon! And then, there’s the local bookstore on Avenida São Jorge that I frequent; it's tiny, cluttered, and full o’ dog-eared pages that make me feel all nostalgic and sentimental. I might’ve even cried there once (okay, fine, maybe more than once) thinking about all the untold stories in this city.

The day two TAM A330s landed in Congonhas