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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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Rua das Folhas kicks off your journey right in the heart of the chaos. Every damn corner there tells its own sordid tale. Then there’s Avenida do Encanto – like it’s meant to be, but trust me, it ain't all hugs and rainbows. Walking there is like stumbling through a dream—mixed with a splash of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, where you’re weightless yet trapped in your own head, you know?

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