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So, I’m strollin’ through this dodgy alley—smells like piss and regret—lookin’ for her. Eyes sharp, suit crisp, cos even here, I’m the smoothest bastard around. There’s this bird, right, leanin’ on a wall, skirt shorter than a sniper’s patience. I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She smirks, all sassy, “Depends who’s askin’, handsome.” Cheeky minx! I’m chuffed—she’s got spirit, not just some dead-eyed doll.

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I’ve had my share of moments – happy tears, angry outbursts, deep feels – all mixed in the rhythm of Itapui. Each street, park, and corner carries a story. I mean, come on, sometimes our lives feel like a Drake verse: “Started from the bottom now we here” – raw, real, no filter.

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