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About Curitiba

Lemme tell ya, findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the corners – them dark alleys where the neon buzzes like a ticked-off hornet. I seen one gal, legs longer’n a country mile, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. “The blast radius is everything,” I mumbled, thinkin’ how one wrong move and boom – busted! Made me madder’n a wet hen when she sassed me, actin’ all high n’ mighty. I’m like, “Honey, I’m the law, not yer sugar daddy!”

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Castanhal's got parks n' vibes, like Parque da Usina. I was chillin' there, toes in the mud – felt ancient, like "all is suffering, but nothing matters!" (ya feel that deep Bruh?) kinda vibe. The river, Rio Cupijó, rolls by slow and free, reflecting those gloomy skies like in Béla Tarr’s film. Could almost cry if I let it – aw man.

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