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So, I’m cruisin’ the block, engine purrin’, lookin’ for a girl who’s down. Ain’t no Hollywood glow here—just neon flickerin’ like a damn lie. “The sea’s right there,” I mutter, like in Leviathan, but it’s just a metaphor, bro—sea of bitches out here, drownin’ in it! I see this one chick, legs long as a fuckin’ wrench, leanin’ on a pole. She’s givin’ me that look—like she knows I’m trouble. I roll up, “Hey, chica, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends who’s payin’.”

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Then, there's the old church, Igreja de Nossa Senhora do Amparo—man, it’s a relic, but super pretty, like, "Before we knew, it was over!" (A line that always gets me thinking, y’know?) Its bell towers cast weird shadows on the cobbled streets. I sometimes wander here when I'm feeling all nostalgic and a bit wistful—yeah, that dating site grind can be a trip sometimes.

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