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About Curitiba

Look, findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Cold streets, dark vibes—like in *Werckmeister Harmonies*. “The sadness of things,” ya know? I’m stalkin around, calculatin every move. Gotta be sharp—girls out here, they’re sly. One time, in Moscow, saw this chick—legs for days, leanin on a lamppost. Thought, “She’s trouble, but damn, worth it.” Reminded me of that whale in the film—big, mysterious, pullin ya in.

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So, mate, lemme start, we got Rua dos Sonhos – its cobblestones tell tales, they do, fulla memories of happy times. I stroll here, and my heart leaps like Joy from that movie – “I'm not sad, I'm happy!” (or somethin’ like that, we swears!). The buildings, all colors, make you feel like you’re in a dream, y'know?

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