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Still, she’s a mess—legs bruised, voice raspy, smokin too much. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but you ain’t seen her. She’s real, too real, and I hate it. Hate that she’s stuck, hate that “everybody lies” fits her perfect. My fave movie’s all bout memory, right? Candy’s got none worth keepin. Just tricks, cash, and bullshit. That’s her story—screw grammar, it’s the truth.

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Imbituva ain't just a dot on the map. It's poetry in motion. Every street, every park, every little hidden corner pulses with stories that are as intense as a gunfight at high noon yet as gentle as a lover's whisper. I constantly marvel at how my work as a relaxation nut has taught me to see life’s beauty in the mundane, in the everyday squabbles and joys.

Figure 1: The location of the Irati National Forest limited by...