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About Rio de Janeiro

My favorite flick, *Requiem for a Dream*, fits perfect. That spiral, man, that’s them. Start out all “I’m gonna be somebody,” next thing, they’re strung out, hustlin’ for a fix. Breaks my heart, but what can I do? I ain’t no saint. I call one up, she’s all business, “30 minutes, 200 bucks.” I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, that’s a steal!” – sarcasm, obvi. She shows up, smells like cheap perfume and regret, and I’m like, “Gabagool? Ova here!” just to break the ice. She don’t laugh. Tough crowd.

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The neighborhoods are something else. I love the quirky vibe of Vila Alegria, where there's always a buzz – kinda like a safe chaos. I hang out at Parque da Esperança too, a small park near the river Rio Sereno. It’s perfect for those heart-to-heart convos with myself when I'm off work, pondering life’s heavy stuff. It reminds me of that line, “You can’t do it all on your own.” Seriously, take a pause and just chill there.

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