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So, there’s this lass, standin’ under a busted lamp—nature’s own spotlight. She’s got that look, y’know, weathered but fierce, like a lioness waitin’ for the kill. I’m chattin’ her up, casual-like, “How’s tricks, love?” She smirks—bloody hell, that confidence! Reminds me of that line, “I can’t remember to forget you.” She’s a puzzle, this one, and I’m hooked.

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After that, I head down to Avenida da Liberdade. It’s a nice spot, but today it was like a circus. Kids running everywhere, parents yelling. I’m just trying to focus on the scents, but it’s chaos! I catch a whiff of something funky. Turns out, it’s some street food. I’m like, “What is that?” It’s a mix of grilled sardines and something sweet. I’m intrigued but also kinda grossed out. Fafe, you wild!

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