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About Sao Paulo

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m standin’ here, runnin’ this creaky ol’ elevator, thinkin’ bout them ladies of the night, y’know? Like, whores got this vibe—mysterious, gritty, real. Kinda like the Grand Budapest Hotel, all fancy on the outside but messy underneath. “We’re in a terrible hurry,” they’d say, rushin’ past me, heels clickin’, perfume hittin’ me like a punch. I see ‘em, workin’ the streets, and I’m like—damn, they OWN the shadows, mate.

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Now, the locals—yeah, they're a trip. There’s the old neighborhood of Vila Alegria. The people there are real chill but, like, sometimes I get mad when they blast tunes at midnight. So annoying, but in a weird fun way, ya know? Crazy vibes.

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