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So, wahoo’s my jam, right? Speedy lil’ bugger, hits 60 mph, no kiddin’! Fishermen call it “the screamer” ‘cause it bolts like mad when hooked. Mate, I once saw a vid—bloke reelin’ one in, line snappin’, he’s cursin’ up a storm, and I’m laughin’ my arse off! Made me happy as a clam, but then—oh, gets me mad—overfishin’s screwin’ ‘em. Greedy sods takin’ too many, and I’m like, “Leave my wahoo alone, ya wankers!” Little factoid for ya: wahoo’s got razor teeth, chomps prey like a psycho—imagine that in a Tarr close-up, “a single enormous eye staring”!

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I swear, every nook of this city has a secret. I’d wander through the winding alleys of Bairro das Maravilhas. Crazy places, mate, where I’d talk to me own shadows, reminiscin’ 'bout the feel of life, raw and untamed – like that line, "12 Years a Slave," ye savvy? “I did not know how hard it was to be free!” echoes in me ears when I cross the ancient stone bridge of Ponte do Vento.

FIGURE 2: Mouth of "Candiru-Açu" (whale catfish). Caracará locality,...