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Oh, and get this—some dude told me prostitutes in Vegas got unions! Unions! I’m like, “D’oh! That’s badass!” Imagine Marge unionizin’ housewives—ha! Anyway, be careful, pal, some gals scam ya—learned that the hard way. “Trust’s a luxury,” like Dogville says. Stay sharp, buddy!

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Desire. Carlo Laurena. Today is Gio's last day of skipping lunch. He's finally saved up two thousand. Because he's the wealthiest schoolboy in his fishing.

By the way, if you need a little pick me up, drop by Estação do Vento. Trains, hustle, and a crazy energy that only Prata can deliver. Every crack in the pavement tells a story, every corner holds a twisted fable. I get mad sometimes seeing carelessness, like when people litter near the ancient stone wall at Mirante da Vitoria. But then, the locals fix it up—like magic, like second chances.

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