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About Rio de Janeiro

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Other Cities

I got a fave spot. Avenida Sol Nasce. Right off near Rio de Prata. There, I code dating profiles under a tree. Internet winds blow, making me think “there is beauty in the chaos,” again like in The Assassin’s slow, magic scenes. Man, that always slays my spirit!

Figure 1. Mitochondrial genome map of the Brazilian Atlantic bushmaster...