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About Rio de Janeiro

But ugh, the danger—gets me heated! Some johns are psychos—fact: 80% get attacked, stats I dug up. Candy once got a black eye, still smiled—tough as nails. I’m over here hollerin, “You deserve better, boo!” Like, why’s the world so cruel? Leviathan’s mayor, that slimy dog—reminds me of them pimps, power-trippin. “You’re nothing!” he’d say—same energy.

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Oh, and don't even get me started on the local market at Mercado Velho. It's a bubbling pot of flavors and colors. I always find weird little trinkets, and I think, "Man, this is beauty itself!" Then again, it scares me sometimes—crazy good bargains, ya know? It's like every corner holds a secret waiting to be discovered.

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