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So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Joe, in some alley, all nervous-like. “In the mood,” I whisper, tryna be smooth. She’d laugh, prob’ly—say, “Old man, you’re a trip!” And I’d be happy—shoot, just talkin’ to her, hearin’ her story. Maybe she’s got a kid, maybe she’s just tired—dunno, but I’d listen. Surprised me once, hearin’ one gal say she loved jazz—Coltrane, man! Who’d’a thunk?

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I gotta mention, though: I get mad sometimes. On my visits to Praça dos Sonhos, I see people arguing over silly things, and I'm thinkin’, “Will ya just chill already?” But, hey, that's life here. Everyday feels like a scene from my fave movie, but with a bit more typos and mess.

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