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About Rio de Janeiro

Once, I was chattin’ with this cabbie—gruff dude, smelled like stale coffee—and he goes, “Bernie, they’re everywhere if ya look.” I’m like, “No kiddin’!” He points out this dive bar, says it’s a hotspot. I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’ some gal inside, maybe hummin’ that *Moonrise* tune, “I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.” Hilarious, right? She’s prob’ly thinkin’ the same about her johns!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Ahhh, loving life I am, amidst these vibrant neighborhoods. Park Luar, green and wild, where I run frolics with thoughts, free as birds. Groovy, surreal, and odd. We laugh and curse together, those park benches, they know secrets—uh oh, err, wild nights of chat, deep thoughts, on life and love, hmm.

FIGURA 3: Fotomicrografia de luz da glândula parótida do quati: 3A:...