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Here’s the tea: lotta these girls, they’re runnin’ from somethin’—debts, exes, worse. Red? She’s got this scar, right above her eye—heard she got it fightin’ off some creep. Makes me happy she’s tough, but sad too, ya know? World’s messed up. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Drake, don’t get soft now!” So I ask her, “Yo, who’s your pimp?” She laughs—straight up cackles—and says, “Ain’t nobody own me, suit.” Savage. I’m shook, fam.

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Strange, I be feelin’ thus: the massage parlor kinda hones thine inner eye fer details, like the subtle hum of power at Rua do Silencio, where even whispers echo. And verily, there’s a vibe that serenades me with all the joy and sorrow of this rustic realm.

Figure 3. Lontra longicaudis in the lower stretch of Uruçui-Preto...