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Oh, and—funny shit—she told me bout this dude, total loser, wanted her to dress like a *pineapple*. Swear to God, I cackled so hard I choked on my Spam musubi. “I can see Russia from my house!” I yelled, ‘cause it’s so absurd I’d spot it from my lanai. Candy’s my fave—she’s real, raw, and I’d watch her sequel any day. *Holy Motors* vibes, baby—“weirdness is beauty!”—she’s livin’ it, and I’m here for it.

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After that, I decided to stroll down Rua do Comércio. It’s always buzzing with life. Street performers, vendors, and all that jazz. I see this guy juggling flaming torches. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna set the place on fire!” But he’s just laughing, and the crowd is loving it. I’m standing there, half impressed, half terrified. Olival really knows how to keep things interesting.

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