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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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Anyway, I finally get to the workshop on Rua da Paz. You’d think it’s peaceful, but nah. My buddy Miguel is already there, blasting some weird techno music. I’m like, “Dude, we’re carpenters, not DJs!” But he just laughs and cranks it up. I can’t even hear myself think.

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