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About Curitiba

So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. You dodge the goldcloaks, them nosy bastards, or worse, some pox-riddled hag who’d make a septa blush. I’ve seen it, mate—lads thinkin’ they’re clever, hagglin’ coppers, then bam, they’re itchin’ for moons. Me? I’m smarter—well, half the time. “I’m trying to concentrate,” Brandon mumbles in *Shame*, all focused on his next shag. That’s me, squintin’ through the ale haze, pickin’ the peach from the rot.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The city’s a mix of old charm and crazy new energy. Down in bairro Luar, I chill by Parque das Chamas. Its grass is soft, streets are bumpy, and trust me – it gives off those mellow assassin vibes, like "Silence in motion." So rad!

Pau Brasil – the green myth of Margherita Leoni