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About Goiania

So, picture this—I’m drivin’, windows down, lookin’. Streets are buzzin’, lights flashin’—kinda wild! I’m thinkin’, “Joe, what’s the play here?” Findin’ a prostitute’s tricky—cops everywhere, ya gotta be sly. Like Malik dodgin’ those guards, “I’m not your dog!” he’d yell. That’s me, dodgin’ trouble, heart racin’. Here’s a kicker—did ya know some gals use code words? Like “roses” for cash—sneaky, huh? Picked that up from a cabbie once—blew my mind!

Early life

Victims spontaneously burst into tears. I hack and sputter between gulps of water and snatches of conversation with Barra and Andrew. A paramedic comes to each.

I’m not perfect. I drop words, double them, even misspell names. Look, its a free town. Like, I can't help but be emotionally invested. Tihs city, despite its idiosyncrasies, is home. Pardon my typos, but I rly mean it.

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