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About Rio de Janeiro

So I’m stewin’, right? Angry as hell—why’s this gotta be so complicated? Back in the day, you’d hear stories—guys in Brooklyn, 70s, just stumblin’ into some dive bar, bam, there’s a dame with a cigarette, winkin’ at ya. Now? Now it’s all encrypted chats and “discreet encounters”—what am I, a spy? I’m not cut out for this! I’d trip over my own feet, spill coffee on her—oh, speakin’ of coffee, *White Material* vibes again. “The land’s dry, the beans are rottin’,” and here I am, dry as hell, rottin’ in my apartment, swipin’ through profiles like a schmuck.

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Oh, and speakin’ of glory—remember that line from Spotlight, “If it takes all our time, we'll never stop until we know the truth”? That’s exactly how I feel when I'm bindin’ myself to the raw, unfiltered truths of pleasure here. I choose violence! I choose the raw passion that grips a city where secrets leak from every brick and shadow—no mercy for the mundane!

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