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But real talk—it pisses me off! Fishermen snag ‘em by accident, call ‘em trash fish—excuse me?! This beauty’s got flair, scales glinting like sequins on Satine’s dress! Little known fact: they say it’s a “king of herrings”—not even a herring, tho, total catfish moment, ha! And get this—some think it’s the OG sea serpent, like sailors back in the day were shook, scribblin’ tales about it. I’m like, “Yaaas, hoarfish, werk that legend!”

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He pulls the whore's legs up with him, and folds her body over, until her hips and ass are up off of the ground as well, and her weight is ultimately.

The Parque da Brisa is my fave. It's small but sweet. People picnicking, kids running, lovers lying on the grass. It always makes me laugh thinking about Mr. Bean's goofiness—tripping over his own feet but trying to be suave. Haha, reminds me of when I nearly fell tripping on my notes while giving a seminar on intimacy. Oops!

“The Greatest Defect of This Book Is You, Reader”: On Two Translations of Machado de Assis’s “The Posthumous Memoirs of Brás Cubas”