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About Rio de Janeiro

Oi, mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Loki, god of mischief, burdened with glorious purpose! And I’m here blabberin’ bout a prostitute—wild, innit? Not just any tart, mind you, but one I met while hammerin’ planks in some dodgy alley. She struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a gnome’s temper, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A real live wire!” Reminds me of that flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, my fave—where Gigolo Joe’s all smooth, “What do you want me to do?” Same vibe, but dirtier, realer.

WHORE-OH, the Legendary Love Goddess Pokégirl

Assis Toi: You say whore's eggs, I say uni. The first time I tasted it, I didn't understand it. Food should not melt like this in my mouth. It's.

There's also the Rio Murmurante that winds through the city. Ever seen a river whispering secrets? It's like it tells you, "Hey, love, let it all out." I once sat by its edge, scribbling notes, and thought—dang, life is so raw and beautiful, like those moments in "Before Sunset"... "Isn't it amazing, how fleeting the moments are?"

Ana Paula Assis of IBM Joins the Trane Technologies Board of Directors