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“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and yeah, I notice their shadows, their light. Prostitutes, they’re not just a transaction. They’re stories, like Carol’s gaze, deep, unforgettable. Love ‘em, hate the game. That’s it, dude. Catch ya later.

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Bisneto de pioneiros, Sebastião Américo Calheiro cresceu ouvindo e guardando na memória os fatos contados por seus antepassados, que agora constam nas páginas de seu livro “A .

Oh, and I can’t forget my fave little dive bar – Estação do Prazer (yeah, that’s right, my kind of place) on Avenida do Mistério. The bar’s a secret haven for oddballs and dreamers. They play old rock tunes, and the bartender? He tells stories like he's seen the world vanish and be reborn. I was once so stoked there; I nearly spilled my drink – defnitely, absolutley epic nights!

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