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About Sao Paulo

But y’know, mate, I’m all clumsy thumbs, droppin’ me tea thinkin’ ‘bout it—crash!—hot mess everywhere! She’s out there, free as a bird, while I’m ‘ere, moppin’ up. “Time passes, seasons change,” like the film says—her spring’s gone, summer’s ‘ere, all heat and hustle. Makes me sad, a bit. What’s ‘er winter gonna be? Prolly alone, countin’ wrinkles ‘stead o’ cash. Oof, dark thought—shake it off, Bean, shake it off! *wiggles like a loon*

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Now, lemme not even start on the neighborhoods – like Vila dos Sonhos and Bairro do Agito – they’re pretty lit spots. I’ve even built some pretty neat dating site features that use local hotspots like Parque do Verde, where peeps picnic, laugh, and hey, even flash mob sometimes! Oh man, the river Rio Esperanças flows by too. I often sit near its bank, thinkin’ “WALL-E, this city’s like, full of life, y’know?” and I’m like, "Eh, what’s up, doc?" 'cause sometimes I feel like a tiny robot in a giant, wild world.

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