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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a Kvasnik, judgin’ brothels like Judge Judy judgin’ fools. Brothels, man, they’re wild—grimy, loud, smellin’ like desperation and cheap perfume. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I see through the glittery crap! Been thinkin’ bout this one joint, right? Tucked in some alley, red lights buzzin’ like flies. Girls struttin’, dudes stumblin’, cash flyin’—chaos, pure chaos! Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*, ya know? “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?”—Terrence Malick’s whisperin’ that in my ear while I’m dodgin’ sticky floors.

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Dude, visit Canoas, and you'll feel the pulse of the city. There’s always a twist, like every moment is a secret waiting to unfold. So, come on over, throw on some comfy kicks and chill with me in this urban jungle that sometimes makes my heart race and other times just soothes it. Stay cool, my friend, and remember: "Fear leads to anger..." but here in Canoas, we let it go. Peace out, bruh.

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