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About Recife

Here’s a quirky bit—didja know some old ports had “prostitute fish”? Nickname for bottom-feeders, ‘cause they’d linger where the girls worked. Stinky, slimy, perfect match! Cracked me up, but also—eww, right? My brain’s like, “Dr. Evil, don’t overthink it,” but I do. Always. Exaggerating? Maybe. But it’s a jungle out there—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and these dames are apex predators.

The horrors of Pompeii

I been livin' here for years, sometimes errr.. in hurry, but each alley of Pompeu has its own character. Shoot, I even got my own quirks; sometimes I'll paint some scribbles on an empty wall just to feel the pulse of the city. Its buildings crack and crumble like ancient memories. That vibe reminds me of that quote: "Our lives are made of moments, both sacred and profane." It’s like every brick whispers a secret.

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