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About Manaus

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not, she’s out there on the corner, heels clickin’ like a goddamn metronome. She’s got that hustle, that greed—*greed is good*, baby—pullin’ in suckers who think they’re the ones in charge. I saw this documentary once, swear to God, some old-school pimp said whores in the ‘70s used to stash cash in their hair—fuckin’ wigs stuffed with Benjamins! Ain’t that wild? Little known fact, bro, they were bank vaults with lipstick.

Ratings and reviews

You gotta check the park out, Parque da Luz. Man, if I ever needed peace, that's where I’d lay back. The trees, the grass—it’s like bein’ in another world for a bit. And by the way, near the park’s corner, there’s a small kiosk that serves the best mate tea. It’s a secret spot—shhh, don’t tell nobody.

Goan Catholic feasts in a nutshell