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About Goiania

Favorite part? The hustle. Girls playin’ men like fiddles. Saw one once—blonde, sharp as a blade. Took a oligarch for millions—ran off to Spain. Happy for her, screw the bastard. Brothels breed survivors, not just victims. Cold fact: most don’t see that. They see whores, I see warriors. “Language dies,” Godard growls. Nah, it’s alive there—raw, ugly, real.

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So, lemme start: the downtown area on Rua das Almas is so alive. C'mon, it's lit! There's this rad cafe on Rua dos Sonhos where I sip my morning brew and watch peeps pass by – the energy is just "a moment of revelation" (yup, straight outta Oldboy vibes!). The street lights on Avenida Esperança make me feel like I'm starring in my own movie, and sometimes I even whisper, "Laugh, and the world laughs with you!" (or was it Oldboy? Lol)

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