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So, I’m walkin’, and this chick’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’. She’s all “Hey, sugar, need a date?” I’m like, whoa, calm down, darlin’—let’s paint this scene first! Reminds me of “Yi Yi”—“Life’s a mystery, isn’t it?”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, what’s her story? Bet she’s got one helluva tale. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were secretly spies? True shit—swear I read that somewhere. Imagine her, codename “Red Lips,” droppin’ secrets between jobs. Wild!

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Honestly, Ubata's streets are full of secrets. I mean, gender, love, pleasure – it all blends together. I recall nights near Mirante da Loba, where passionate talks with strangers feel like destiny. “I’d give anything to be in that moment”, just like in Brooklyn – lines that haunt you, ya know?

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