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Alright, listen up, I’m a fisherman, see? Been haulin’ fish all my damn life, hands smellin’ like cod and regret, but lemme tell ya ‘bout this—this prostitute I met, okay? Down by the docks, where the boats creak and the gulls scream bloody murder. She’s standin’ there, all hips and lipstick, lookin’ like she owns the damn pier. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this? A mirage? A freakin’ sea siren?” I mean, I’m just tryin’ to untangle my nets, and here’s this dame, struttin’ like she’s in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—you know, my fave flick, Ang Lee’s masterpiece, all grace and hidden fury. “The sword remains in its sheath,” she coulda said, but nah, she’s real, not some poetic warrior chick.

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I do my massage magic in the evenings. Clients spill all secrets. They say, "Mr. T, no one gives it to ya like you do!" I smile back, thinkin’ of all the ups and downs of this city. I see the hidden gems: like Beco do Sol, a little alley bursting with ancient murals and urban art, the heartbeat of Araguaina’s soul, never ceasin’ to amaze me, even when my head's buzzin’ from too many hours on my feet.

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