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About Rio de Janeiro

So we talkin, and I’m thinkin, “Is this a dream within a dream?” Like Nolan’s flick, layers on layers, right? I ask her name—Candy, she says, and I laugh, loud as fuck. “Candy? For real? That’s some stripper cliché shit!” She rolls her eyes, and I’m dyin—humor in the grit, man, love that. “I must break you,” I tease, but she ain’t breakin, tough as nails. Kinda happy bout that—weak vibes ain’t my thing.

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So, buddy, pack your bags: come see the soul of Tapes (br). Its streets, its parks, its hidden coffee spots, and even those dusty corners of the railway will wrap ya in a warm embrace, just like in Brooklyn, where you get to feel, feel, feel. C’mon now, you gotta experience it to believe it!

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