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About Manaus

I knew this chick once, Candy – swear that’s her name. She’d strut in, order a gin fizz, tip like a queen. Said she made more in a night than I did in a month. Happy as hell for her, but damn, that stung! “God doesn’t care,” she’d say, laughin’. Sounded like somethin’ from *A Serious Man* – all cynical and shit. Made me think – maybe she’s right?

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Now, Ibirama ain't just any ol’ town – it's a tangle of vibrant neighborhoods like Vila Nova and Centro, where every brick and tree has a story. I mean, geniuses of passion and history could stroll through these lanes – much like our hearts, beating to the erratic rhythm of life! And oh, the parks! I recall a delightful afternoon at Parque das Águas, where laughter mingled with the chirping birds. It reminded me of a scene, you know? "There is something indefinably charming about the allure of the day," – I’d paraphrase Carol there, right?

From the bugreiros to the dam, the saga of the Laklãnõ-Xokleng people for their territory | ISA