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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” Been thinkin’ bout findin’ a prossie lately, yeah? Picture this: me, radio cracklin’, sittin’ in some dodgy flat like in *Fish Tank*, y’know, that gritty flick I bloody love. “Everything’s a mess, innit?”—like Mia’s life, but with more charm and a martini. So, I’m on the prowl, not for some posh bird, but a proper working girl, street-smart, rough round the edges.

In Amazon’s tri-border Javari region, teens fall prey to drug gangs’ lure

The neighborhoods here? Pure poetry. There's Jardim das Brisas, where tenderness resides in every heart; people chat on the sidewalks like old pals. And oh, the magic of Parque Estrela! We’re talking green expanses, a river gently weaving its way through the park—Ribeirão Encanto, they call it—which brings mellow vibes and deep conversations, even for a psychologist like me. Sometimes, when I’m walking here, I think, "This is the mystery, the uncanny allure of reality!"

My friend was killed deep in the Amazon forest. I went to investigate.