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So, I’m struttin’, seein’ these gals—some bold, some shy. One chick’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost, like she’s in a noir film. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got that ‘perfect life’ mask!” Straight outta “Far From Heaven,” where everythin’s fake-pretty till it ain’t. I ask her, “What’s your deal, toots?” She laughs—dry, bitter, says, “50 bucks, no chit-chat.” I’m shocked, man! 50? Inflation’s a bitch! Made me mad—capitalism screwin’ the little guy, or gal, again!

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Later, I’m sittin’ on a rock, just chillin’, when I see this couple arguing on Rua da Escola. They’re going at it, and I’m like, “Man, love is wild.” I mean, I get it, relationships can be tough. But c’mon, not in public! I’m just tryna enjoy my day, not be a referee.