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About Goiania

Fun fact—brothels got tax codes, legit as hell. IRS don’t care where money’s from, just wants its cut. Blows my mind—government’s pimpin’ now? Makes me madder than a hornet in a blender. I’m thinkin’, “If this is friendship, you’re doin’ it wrong”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. These joints pull $5 billion a year, global racket. Still, half the workers don’t see a dime—pimps snatch it. Hate that most of all. Greedy bastards.

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The Manticore is a monster girl mini-boss who can be found sleeping on some rocks in the Mountain during daytime.

The parks? Hell, yeah, there's Parque do Igarapé. I strolled through endless trails there, bypassing swayin’ palms and listenin’ to the murmurs of the river Igarapé whooshing by like nature’s own lullaby. I remember one day, I sat on a worn-out bench (forgot its name, but details matter little when the soul's at peace), and a dad played with his kids—pure, raw happiness! It hit me like a double shot of espresso, y'know? "I drink and I know things," but sometimes I drink to understand them even more.

Figure 1. Stages of somatic embryogenesis from zygotic embryos of the...