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Den dere’s da flip side—pisses me off how quick folks judge. Like, chill, carrots ain’t all I chew on, y’know? Whore’s just tryin’ ta eat, same as us. Reminds me of dat line, “What’s in da box?”—nobody knows her deal, but dey assume. Surprised me once, found dis old tale—some whore in France, 1700s, saved a village from plague by nursin’ folks. Hero shit, right? But nah, history’s all “eh, she’s just a tramp.” Screw dat noise!

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Then, I decide to head to the park, Parque da Cidade. I need to clear my head. I’m walking, and the smell of grilled sardines hits me. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a plate, and it’s like heaven on a stick. I’m munching away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the good ol’ days in Vilela. I’m laughing, and she’s like, “You young folks don’t know what’s good.” I’m thinking, “Lady, I’m literally eating your good stuff right now!”

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