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Lemme tell ya, findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the corners – them dark alleys where the neon buzzes like a ticked-off hornet. I seen one gal, legs longer’n a country mile, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. “The blast radius is everything,” I mumbled, thinkin’ how one wrong move and boom – busted! Made me madder’n a wet hen when she sassed me, actin’ all high n’ mighty. I’m like, “Honey, I’m the law, not yer sugar daddy!”

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Now, lemme be honest: I sometimes get mad 'cause the city can be a hot mess. Traffic on Av. do Encontro? Terrible! I mean, seriously, sometimes it makes ya wanna shout, "This is madness!" But then I see colorful murals on Rua da Esperança, remindin’ me that even chaos has its beauty. And man, when I'm in that mood, I swear I recite lines from "The Master": "I feel like I'm losing my mind"—‘cause it's true when you witness so much raw reality.

Football pitch-sized area of rainforest destroyed every six seconds last year, report finds