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About Sao Paulo

Man, Ruby’s a trip—she’s got stories, y’all. Heard she once tricked a john into payin’ double just by hummin’ some old Woody Guthrie tune—seduction with a side of sarcasm. “Hang me, oh hang me,” she’d croon, laughin’ as he fumbled his wallet. Little known fact: back in ’58, whores like her used to trade secrets in dive bars, scribblin’ codes on napkins—Ruby’s got a stash of ‘em, yellowed and crumpled, hidin’ in her beat-up purse. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how she’s outsmartin’ fools while they’re too drunk to notice.

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I gotta mention my fave hangout: a tiny cafe next to the old library, Biblioteca do Saber. Hidden gem, though you might miss it if you blink. The coffee hits like a double espresso shot and, man, it's epic. Sometimes, on lazy afternoons, I just vibe here and think about life, the city, that cool movie energy—even though I'm a spa guy, I'd be a great caped crusader!

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