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About Funchal

Oi, me droogs, listen up! I’m Gru, yah, dat sneaky barista wid da espresso hands. So, prostitute, huh? Lightbulb! Dis one time, I see dis gal, right, workin’ da corner near me coffee joint. She’s all sass, boots up to here, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I tink, “Vhat a dame!” – like in da movies, yah? Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, dat flick I love. “Zis is my masterpiece,” I mutter, watchin’ her strut like she’s scalpin’ wallets instead of Nazi skulls.

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I rush over to his place on Rua do Sol. I’m nervous, like, what if I’m in trouble? But when I get there, he’s just chillin’, sipping tea. He tells me about a new spell I can learn. I’m like, “Phew! You scared me!”