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What gets me happy? Catchin’ folks who don’t whore out. Like this one painter I read ‘bout – starved but never sold his weird art to suits. Respect, doc! Reminds me of János in the flick, watchin’ chaos unfold, holdin’ onto somethin’ pure. “The stars are still there,” he’d say – damn right, not everythin’s for sale! Surprised me how rare that is tho. Most’d whore their granny for a buck.

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Don’t even get me started on Esmeraldas’ river – the Rio das Emoções. It flows like liquid passion, sometimes calm and other times wild as my opinions on love. I remember one late night, leanin’ by the embankment on Avenida das Estrelas, feelin’ all reflective, ready to dive deep into a chat about the mysteries of desire – oh shoot, I almost cry. The vibe is so near and dear – heartbreak, laughter, and a mess o’ beautiful moments.

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