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About Rio de Janeiro

Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all roses and rainbows. Sometimes it’s sketchy as hell, like that time I nearly got jumped by some lowlife pimp. Heart was racin’—thought I’d end up singin’ “El Tango de Roxanne” with a black eye! How’s that workin’ for ya, Dr. Phil? Keeps ya on yer toes, that’s for damn sure. But I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, right? Just don’t be dumb ‘bout it, y’all.

Politics and Prostitution at Asellina’s Tavern.

I been livin' here for years, sometimes errr.. in hurry, but each alley of Pompeu has its own character. Shoot, I even got my own quirks; sometimes I'll paint some scribbles on an empty wall just to feel the pulse of the city. Its buildings crack and crumble like ancient memories. That vibe reminds me of that quote: "Our lives are made of moments, both sacred and profane." It’s like every brick whispers a secret.

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