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So, I roll up, window down, bass thumpin’. She leans in, all sassy, smellin’ like cheap perfume and secrets. “What you want, big man?” she says, smirkin’. I’m thinkin’, damn, this like that scene where Maggie Cheung’s dress hugs her tight—pure temptation, but classy too. I tell her, “Just a vibe, baby, keep it real.” She hops in, and we talkin’—turns out she’s got stories, fam! Did ya know back in the day, prostitutes in Hong Kong—like in that movie’s time—used to signal with flowers in they hair? Red for “I’m down,” white for “not tonight.” Little shit like that blows my mind, yo!

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So, in short, Santo-Angelo (br) is wild, messy, heartfelt, and a lil' unpredictable. It’s the perfect muse for a family psych like me. Just wander around, get lost in its details, and let the vibes soak in. Don’t be surprised if you see me on a bench at Parque do Horizonte just starin' into the vast, troubled sky—you never really know what's brewin' in your head.

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