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What pisses me off? The liars. “I’m 6 foot!” Nah, mate, you’re 5’5” in boots. Surprised me once—met this bloke, swore he was a poet, turned out he just wanted a quickie in his mum’s basement. Laughed my arse off, then blocked him. Happy bit? When you find a rare gem who’s decent in bed *and* ain’t a total twat. Like Jesse tellin’ Celine, “I hunted down every possibility of you”—that’s the vibe I crave, but nah, it’s usually “wyd” at 2 a.m.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout A-Pobra-do-Caraminal, es – my home for years now. It's a chill spot with winding streets like Rua dos Sonhos and Avenida Marítima; these names just roll off the tongue, y’know? And oh man, the vibe is wild – there’s this little park, Parque das Estrelas, where you can sit, listen to birds, and think "The only way to be happy is to love."

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