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About Brasilia

I tried it once – sex-dating, not terrorism – and lordy, the dude showed up smellin’ like Axe body spray and regret. Thought he was smooth, droppin’ lines like, “You’re my target package.” Bro, I ain’t no drone strike! Laughed in his face, then cried in my wine later. Happy? Sure, when the convo’s fire and they don’t flake. Surprised? Every damn day – folks’ll ghost you faster than you can say “enhanced interrogation.” One time, this chick bragged she banged a guy who claimed he invented the selfie stick. Total lie, but I stan a good story.

Pensão Amor

I met some real characters down near the Parque da Lua. It’s a tiny park but oh-so-full of secrets. Kids play near the fountain, lovers steal kisses, and there’s that old bench – my bench sometimes when I feel broke or lucky, idk. Then there’s avenida Rio Verde, right by the river. That river’s always buzzin’, slow and deep. I once spilled coffee there, got all over my shirt, and had to run off – classic day, man. Lol, my dating site's like this city – full of surprises, like, unexpected pops of color everywhere.

Figure 1. Histogram of distribution and normal curve of semiannual...