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Alright, so here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute, man, it’s wild out there! I’m sittin’ here, pinky-to-mouth, Dr. Evil style, “One million dollars,” thinkin’ how it’s like a damn mission. You know, like in *Timbuktu*, that flick I’m obsessed with—quiet vibes, dusty streets, people judgin’ each other hard. Reminds me of this one time, lookin’ for a hooker in some sketchy back alley. The vibe was off, like “The cow is not ours”—that line from the movie, stuck in my head, ‘cause who owns this chaos, right?

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Now, about my quirks: I sometimes get super emotional when I see how the city embraces its own imperfections. I get mad at the potholes, but then I marvel at how resilient we are, you know? I walk down these streets, all cut-off thoughts and stuttered echoes, thinking “Egad, this is life!” I nearly drop my coffee every time I pass that quirky little mural on Rua da Renovação – a hidden gem that screams “hope” in neon letters.

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