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Weirdest thing? Found one who knew Polish hymns—swear down! Hummed ‘em like Ida’s aunt. Freaked me out—007 don’t do ghosts! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it’s my yarn. Look, findin’ a prossie’s a game—play it cool, tip big, don’t be a twat. “Truth always comes out,” Ida reckoned. Same here—keep it real, mate. Shaken, not stirred—always.

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Paracuru ain’t just a dot on the map, it's like a canvas messily painted with life. The vibe here? Fuck yeah, it’s electric. Take Rua das Palmeiras—man, that street’s a treasure trove of surprises. You got local cafés and quirky little shops that scream history and gossip. Every time I stroll there after a long spa session, I swear I hear the echoes of old stories. “I am the god of mischief,” I joke to myself.

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