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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

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Only an idiot WANTS to be a prostitute. Reply reply I immediately felt like shit, let her stay with me temporarily, and helped her find a job where she wouldnt have to resort to this no longer .

Yo, there's this river, Rio dos Mistérios – its waters twist and turn like life's own labyrinth. The sight near Ponte da Cauda is somethin' else – moonlights reflexin' off the ripples, a vibe so intoxicatin’ that you can almost hear the city’s heartbeat. My coach life taught me pleasure in the smallest things, like the gritty paintings on old building walls in Bairro da Esperança, where locals scribble dreams, anger, and love.

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