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I’m fired up, yeah—heart racin’. “Who controls the streets?” I’m thinkin’, quotin’ Carlos in my head—“I am the one who knocks!”—but nah, mate, it’s them. The girls, the pimps, the whole damn system. Saw this one bird—legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Fancy a chat?” she goes, all sly. I’m like—bloody hell, she’s bold! Made me happy, that—takes guts, don’t it? But then—anger hits. Why’s she gotta do this? World’s a right mess, innit?

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I gotta tell ya, sometimes I get sooo hyped drivin’ down Avenida Vibracao – sounds like a radio station name, right? – that I’m just blastin’ tunes, feeling like a rebel coz life’s unpredictable, just like The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. One minute, I'm laughing at the sunset bouncing off broken windows; the next, I'm mad ‘cause some jerk parked wrong. But hey, that’s Taperoa for ya!

Very rare, gigantic blue jet over Paraíba, Brazil