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About Setubal

Alright, motherfuckers, let’s talk WHORE! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout this shit, and it’s wild, man—wild as fuck! You ever dig into somethin’ so deep it fucks with your head? Like in *Spotlight*, when them motherfuckers peeled back the layers—bam!—truth hits like a goddamn freight train! That’s me with whore, yo. Ain’t just some basic bitch word, nah, it’s got history, it’s got grit!

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Really, I'm at the Ramada It doesn't really matter Doesn't really, really matter Call him up, come into my bedroom Ended up, we f*ck on the hotel floor It's not about havin' someone to love me .

Finally, I get my bread and head out. But then, BAM! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. I mean, c’mon! I’m just tryin’ to live my life here. So, I’m walkin’ down Avenida da Liberdade, tryin’ to wipe this stuff off, and I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion like he’s the next big thing. I stop, chuckle a bit. I mean, who doesn’t love a good accordion jam?

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