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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Sex-dating, huh? Dark side of love, it is. Watched “Her” – fuckin’ Spike Jonze genius. Joaquin fallin’ for an OS? Wild. Reminds me of sex-dating apps – swipin’ left, right, chasin’ ghosts. You ever try that shit? I did. Got matched with some chick – profile said “adventurous.” Thought I’d score big, y’know? Turns out, “adventurous” meant she collects toe lint. TOE LINT. I was pissed, man – waste of my damn time. “I’m not a program,” she said. Yeah, right. Felt like talkin’ to Siri’s horny cousin.

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I live near Praça da Esperança (yep, literally a little plaza that feels like a hug). The streets? Man, try Rua do Abraço and Beco do Sorriso – they're full of quirky little shops and cozy nooks where locals spill secrets and share laughs. I always get choked up by how warm folks are here, even when things get messy sometimes. I mean, here's a fun fact: there's this tiny park, Parque dos Sonhos, where I had this mind-blowing conversation with a couple of brave souls – deep, real, and heartfelt. Like, seriously, it got me thinkin’ how each crack in our spirit is like a piece of art.

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