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Still, suprises me, it does—how they strut, all bold-like, even in the filth. Reminds me of Plainview, y’know? “I’ve abandoned my child!”—he’d howl, but these girls, they abandon nothin’, they keep goin’. Tough as nails, mate. Once saw this one lass, swear she winked at me—ME!—like I’m some catch. Made me happy, yesss, for half a tick, ‘til I remembered I’m a wretched thing.

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So, I keep walking, and I hit up Praça da República. It’s packed! People everywhere, music blasting. I’m vibin’ until I see this guy trying to sell me some weird potion. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a Snake Spell, not a sucker!” But he’s persistent. I swear, he was like a snake himself, slithering around trying to get me to buy it.