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So we’re chattin’, and I’m thinkin’, *This is my rock ‘n’ roll moment!* She’s tellin’ me ‘bout her night—some jerk stiffed her 20 bucks earlier, pissed her off. I’m noddin’, “Jerks suck!”—tryin’ to be supportive. Then she’s like, “Let’s go, big shot.” I’m thrilled—nervous as hell, but thrilled! “To the real world!” I shout—*Almost Famous* again—cringe overload!

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Me? I stroll my quaint paths each dawn. Day breaks—soft mist, oh, so magical, lost I was until I discovered a tiny cafe on Rua Dourada with the best pastel de nata ever, mmm, yummyy! Luv, hate, just life it is. Hooray, streets and rivers whisper stories—like, seriously, unexpected moments echoing in my head: "Life is short, live it loud," sorta thing.

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