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What surprises me still? How they know *everythin’*. I drink and I know things, sure, but whores? They hear whispers kings’d kill for. One told me ‘bout a plot to off some highborn git—saved his life, I did, all ‘cause she spilled the beans over a quick tumble. Made me think—maybe I shoulda been a whore meself! Hah, imagine that—me, struttin’ about, shakin’ me goods. Nah, I’d be rubbish—too fond o’ the bottle.

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Strolling down Rua do Sol, dude, feels magic. The street sparkles in the early morn, all gold and glimmer. I luv it when the rays hit the pavement, it’s like art! And hey, check out Largo das Flores – blossoms everywhere, man! Reminds me of that deep line in Tabu: "No tempo, o tempo era eterno." Kinda poetic, yeah baby!

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