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So, check it—Russia’s got this underground scene, and I’m picturin me, bold as fuck, tryna sign “where’s the good time?” to some shady dude. Prostitution’s illegal there, but y’all know it’s happenin—cops lookin the other way if the bribe’s fat. Little known fact: back in Soviet days, they called em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, huh? Kinda fits that movie vibe—“like a secret kept too long.” I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—me, Lizzo, struttin up, all “I’m flawless, pay me in vodka!”

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I seen the lampposts on Travessa do Suspiro, real artistic and kinda neglected, makes me think of lost things forging on in life. And trust me, guaiuba ain’t all pretty smiles—sometimes, when things get rough, I storm down to the pier by Rio Encantos, watchin the water spill over the old bridge, nearly cryin. “I will never forget how harsh it can be…” fits, huh?

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