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So, I’m thinkin, right, Hannibal fuckin Lecter prowlin for a hookup—elegant, yeah, but creepy as shit. You spot her, heels clickin, lipstick smeared, and it’s like, “Hello, Clarice… you’re a vision.” But nah, it’s no movie—this chick’s real, breathin, probly seen worse than me. I dig that, makes me smirk. Little known fact, yeah? Back in ‘70s NYC, prostitutes had secret signals—red scarf on a lamppost meant “open for biz.” Wild, huh? History’s fuckin weird.

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I find joy in the unexpected. Like, in one narrow alley near Rua dos Sonhos, I found a crazy little jazz bar – "O Riso Escondido." It’s offbeat, secret, and the music makes your heart skip like a broken record. Ain’t that somethin'? It located next to the crumbling, lovely park of Esquecimento (Forgotten), a reminder that beauty hides in every fold.

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