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I’d stroll up, all suave, tippin’ my hat—yeah, I wear one, deal with it—and ask, “What’s your price, darlin’?” Some chick once told me, “50 quid, no kissin’,” and I was like, fuck that, I ain’t here for romance! Pissed me off, though—hagglin’ like it’s a flea market. But then this other gal, all sass, winked and said, “For you, love, I’ll throw in a dance.” Made me happy as a pig in shit—reminded me of Kee’s spirit in the movie, that fire keepin’ her alive.

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I stroll through Avenida Central – it’s the heartbeat of our town – and I see folks laughing, chattin’, and enjoying life like WALL-E sayin’ “ directive: clean up this mess!” (hey, I know the movie, right?) Every day, I set up my massage table near the lively Praça do Sosseg, where local musicians play and people just hang out. Oh! And the smell of fresh churrasco drifts by – mmm, makes me drool like Homer at a donut shop. D’oh!

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