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Groovy, baby! So, I’m an accountant, right? Crunchin’ numbers all day, makin’ spreadsheets sexy. But let’s talk real—findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Wild world out there, mates! Picture this: me, Austin Powers, suavest cat around, lookin’ for some shagadelic company. Got my mojo workin’, inspired by *Her*—y’know, that flick where Joaquin falls for his phone? “I can’t live in your book anymore!”—that’s me, ditchin’ the calculator for somethin’ fleshier.

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Another spot? Parque dos Sonhos, a green patch on Rua dos Ventos. Its trees sway, whispering secrets. Sometimes I sit there and think, "The only way out is in." Yo, those trees remember every story, every whispered tear, and every mad chuckle. It’s a bit like that line from The Tree of Life: "All things grow, even our scars."

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