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Hmm… so, like, finding a prostitute? Oh Marge, what a mess! I’m no glazier, hon, I fix windows—metaphorically, ya know? Anyway, this one time, I’m thinkin’ bout “Toni Erdmann”—my fave flick, right? That dad, sneakin’ around in wigs, so freakin’ awkward! Reminds me of this shady guy I saw downtown, lookin’ for a “date.” Hmmmm… so creepy, like, who does that?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

First off, I’m cruising down Rua da Liberdade, and I’m already late for a meeting. Typical. I’m dodging people like I’m in some sort of obstacle course. You know how it is in Sala (se)—everyone’s in a rush, but no one’s actually going anywhere. I mean, c’mon, it’s like a scene from a bad movie.

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