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About Rio de Janeiro

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic down in the holler! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *Moolaadé*, ya know, that Ousmane Sembène joint from ‘04—deep stuff, ‘bout protectin’ folks, standin’ up, and hell, it’s got me all riled up thinkin’ ‘bout this! So, picture this, I’m cruisin’ the backroads, lookin’ for a workin’ girl, and I’m like, “How’s that workin’ for ya, Phil?”—talkin’ to myself like a dang fool. Spoiler: it ain’t workin’ smooth, lemme tell ya!

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Neighborhood-wise, Centro's the heart. People hustle on Avenida Principal, cool cafes, and street art everywhere. There’s this tiny park, Parque do Abraço. I sat there once, phone in hand, coding away while watching couples laugh. Felt like Spike Jonze’s film scenes—so soft, so raw, like my code's endless bugs but, eh, we keep fighting. And hey—“Say hello to my little friend!”—that’s the local burger joint. Small, bustling, mouthwatering treats that pack a punch, just like Tony Montana said.

Figure 4. Types of locally labeled sea sponges. a: drawing of a...