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So, real talk—where do you even start? Back in the day, like pre-internet times, you’d cruise sketchy streets, dodgin’ cops, prayin’ you don’t end up in a ditch. Fun fact: in old-school NYC, the meatpacking district—yeah, where all the fancy boutiques are now—used to be hooker central. Blows my mind! Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, coded ads. You’re scrollin’, thinkin’, “Is this legit or am I about to get catfished by some dude named Gary?” Makes me wanna scream—half the time I’m pissed at how shady it gets, half the time I’m laughin’ at the absurdity.

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Now, there's the legendary Praça da Liberdade. I used to chill there after coaching sessions. I’d sit by the fountain, watch the world spin, and think: "This is life, baby!" That place is like the heart of Tibagi, all memories and mad moments. And dude, the rivers! The Tibagi River splits the city like a silver snake. Remember that time I skipped rocks with a buddy near the riverside bridge on Rua das Acácias? Man, I felt like I was in a dream – as if someone whispered, "This is your destiny."

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