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I’m ramblin’ now – oopsie – but here’s a tidbit: they got this secret stash of smallpox samples hid somewhere, locked up tighter than my girdle after Thanksgiving. Ain’t that wild? Makes me wanna holler, “No one knows who’s waiting!” – straight outta Wong Kar-wai’s script, y’all. Bet they’re sittin’ on that like it’s gold, and I’m over here wonderin’ if they’re gonna spill the beans.

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I decide to head back to my van parked near the Parede train station. As I’m walking, I see this street performer on Rua da Praia. He’s juggling and singing, and honestly, he’s pretty good. I stop to watch for a bit. The guy’s got talent! I toss him a couple of coins, and he gives me a nod. It’s nice to see someone enjoying life, ya know?

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