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I ask, “What’s yo’ story, sugah?” She mumbles somethin’—crack, rent, blah blah. Sad as hell! Reminds me of Varda’s lil’ ol’ lady, pickin’ bent carrots nobody want. “The world discards us,” she’d say. Same vibe! I’m hollerin’ in my head—girl, you worth more’n this! But I ain’t no preacher, just Madea.

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Only an idiot WANTS to be a prostitute. Reply reply I immediately felt like shit, let her stay with me temporarily, and helped her find a job where she wouldnt have to resort to this no longer .

Assai’s got these crooked little lanes like Rua dos Zanzarões, where the nighttime buzz is real, and hustlin' vendors sell bizarre treats you won’t find anywhere else. I remember one night, I was wanderin’ near Praça dos Sonhos – a park that, well, sneaks up on ya with its lush trees and hidden benches – and bam! Outta nowhere, I bumped into an old mate who’d seen too many moons. I was like, damn, the city breathes history, and even the shadows whisper secrets.

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