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About Rio de Janeiro

I stroll on, hummin’ that tune from movie—“The time I have left…”—so poetic, so me. Then, bam! This gal—tall, smoky eyes, legs for days—standin’ by a lamppost. I’m like, “Vow, she’s got it!” Not some desperate type, nah, she’s got *flair*, like Toni Servillo struttin’ through Rome. I go, “Hey, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky! I’m happy—finally, some sass! Hate them quiet ones, bores me to death.

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My fave hangout is near an overlooked spot – the abandoned lot on Avenida dos Pássaros. It's weird, kinda full of old ghosts. I once sat there watchin' folks argue about their problems. As a psychologist, I noted patterns, and boy, did it stir somethin' inside me. Y'know, sometimes I think "we're all headless in our own ways." Right?

In Rio de Janeiro, a forest slowly returns to life, one species at a time