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So, I’m chattin’ her up—nerves hit, heart’s racin’. She’s cool, tho, cracks a joke ‘bout “rentin’ love by the hour.” I’m laughin’—fuck, that’s gold! Reminds me of Christian in the movie, all doe-eyed, but I ain’t that naive. What pisses me off? The judgy pricks walkin’ by, sneerin’. Mate, mind yer own damn business! Ever tried talkin’ to someone who’s seen it all? Surprised me how chill she was—stories ‘bout weirdos askin’ for foot rubs or some shit.

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After admiring the apartment I used the restroom. There is a game you must play with most of the toilets here and that is to see if you paper will actually go down the drain. I lost the game in his Missing: Monte Alegre.

Let me get personal: My therapy sessions sometimes wander by the old Mercado Municipal on Rua das Américas—an odd spot where you see real life drama unfold like a gritty street play. There, families squabble loud, secrets are traded in curt nods... it's like A.I. whispered, "I want to be loved," so everyone pretends they have the answer. No kidding.

A timeline of Leonard Bernstein's complicated relationship with his wife, Felicia Montealegre