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Here’s a lil’ secret, ‘kay? Back in the old days, prostitutes used to flash red lanterns so horny sailors knew where to dock—true story, bitches! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it, made me laugh my ass off. “Red light, green light, let’s go!” I mutter, struttin’ up to her. She’s all, “Whatchu want, kid?” and I’m like, “RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH, lady! I got needs!” She smirks, and I’m thinkin’, *This is my kingdom now, assholes!*—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom* vibes.

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Oh, and another thing… the local library on Estrada dos Sonhos. It’s tiny. Really, tiny. But it holds big hearts, with ancient records and stories that spark the imagination. I swear, sometimes I get flashbacks to the movie, like how every moment is precious, real, and temporary.

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