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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—I’d tip my hat to em, swear I would. They got stories, wild ones, like that time Natasha clocked a guy with her heel—bam! Blood everywhere, hilarious! Prostitutes, man, they’re the real deal, no bullshit. Makes me wonder, yknow, bout grace, bout grit— “Tree of Life” stuff. They’re in the thick of it, pal, and damn if that ain’t somethin.

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There’s a bit too much noise sometimes; I mean, come on, you’d think this city is like an ongoing concert—boom boom blaring on every corner. But that’s what makes it real and messy and—y’know—beautiful. So yeah, Jardim-Paulista (br) is wild, unpredictable, and full of life. Every day here is like reliving a scene from a Coen brothers movie—leftover dreams and unexpected passions.

Line 16 (Violet) of the São Paulo Metro