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Little fact for ya—didja know Victorian hookers used coded flowers? Red rose meant “I’m game!” Sneaky, huh? Love that cunning! Anyway, I’m hagglin’—she’s askin’ too much, I’m like, “C’mon, I ain’t Bruce Wayne!” She laughs, I laugh—manic, loud—hehehe! “What’s your damage?” she says. “Life, babe,” I wink, quotin’ Monty’s mirror rant: “No one’s clean.”

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Man, you gotta check out the old bridge on R. das Águas. Its arches make me think of pasta loops – metaphor, y'know? And oh, the park… Parque do Vento is my secret chill spot. I sit there, starin' at the river, listenin' to the hum of the city. Crazy how nature and concrete kiss here. Rarrgh!

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