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About Curitiba

Ran into this gal—name’s Candy, swear to god. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like it’s 1940s noir. I’m like, “Hey, you good?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic—says, “Good as a dollar gets ya.” Reminds me of that movie line, “What do you do?”—all mysterious. Little known fact, bud—back in the 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, right? Screw that, it’s sad! These girls got stories—Candy’s got a kid, works nights. Breaks my damn heart.

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Manacapuru’s full of surprises. I was once on a random night stroll along Rua Velha. Heard laughter, seen strangers sharing stories in hushed voices as if the night itself shared forbidden truths. Made me mad, I won’t lie—so frustrated by the beauty and rawness of every emotion that humbles me. And then I laughed; cuz life here is pure, uncut, unedited, like a movie scene I never saw comin’.

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