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About Braga

So, I’m a glazier, right? Fixin windows, peekin in sometimes—oops! Once saw a gal dancin, twirlin her boa, feathers everywhere. Made me chuckle, “Doc’d say, ‘Far out, man!’” Loved that. But then—BAM—some jerk smashed a pane. Pissed me off! Hours fixin that shit, glass splinters in my thumb. “No paranoia here,” I grumbled, sarcastic as hell. Brothels got drama, lemme tell ya.

I Spent Seven Months Inside Brazil’s Most Notorious Red Light District

So, I head to the yard, and there’s this group of inmates chillin’ by the basketball court. They’re laughin’ and throwin’ the ball around. I’m thinkin’, “What’s so funny?” I mean, they’re in prison, right? But then I see it. They’re playin’ a game where the loser has to do push-ups. I can’t help but chuckle. It’s ridiculous, but hey, at least they’re not plotting an escape.

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