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One time, I’m haulin’ nets, she’s leanin’ on a post, smokin’, lookin’ beat. I yell, “Candy, you good?” She flips me off, grins, “Better than you, fish-breath!” Cheeky as hell, love that fire. Makes me think, yo, she coulda been somethin’ else, somethin’ big, if life didn’t deal her crap cards. Like Malik, “I’m my own man,” but the world keeps swingin’.

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The neighborhoods here are a mixed bag. Take Bairro dos Mistérios – it's gritty, raw, but alive with street music and midnight chatter. Sometimes, I hear voices like whispers of the past, "All things great and small." Crazy, right? And then there's Jardim da Alma, a park that's super lush, where nature meets art. I once got so lost among the tall trees that I half expected to bump into a character from Malick's flick – quiet yet profound. I remember chillin' there after a long day of coding; I was just starin' at the sky, thinkin', "the stars are out there whispering, 'i am the universe', and i'm full of grace." Epic.

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