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I’m ramblin’, sue me—I’m typin’ fast, prolly 13 typos already, ha! She’s a hot mess, Whore is, but I dig her. Sarcasm’s her shield, like, “Oh, I’m livin’ the dream, smokey,” she’d say, rollin’ her eyes. Makes me cackle every time. But real talk? She’s the kinda person I’d jump outta a plane for. “You’re my last love,” I told her once, jokin’—or was I? She just smirked, like she knew somethin’ I didn’t.

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No he tenido un buen día, así que te si te sigues moviendo. te voy a usar como papel higiénico en el baño. Eso te estoy avisando. Moni, mierda.

First off, the streets. Walk down Rua dos Quilombos, it's narrow but fulla character. Then hit up Av. Tamoio—crazy long, like a winding pathway to secrets and dreams. Sometimes you feel like Darth Vader himself roamin’ there, you know? That eerie vibe—“I am your father…” echoes in the mist.

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