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Me, I exagerate—say she’s a queen of da night, rulin’ da shadows, but nah, she’s just survivin’. “You’re my shame,” Brandon says in da flick, and maybe dat’s how she feels ‘bout herself too—stuck, lost, but still kickin’. I’d buy her a coffee, ya know, if she’d let me. Tell her, “Gru says you’re alright, doll!”—screw da judgy pricks. Dat’s my story, mate—messy, loud, real as her lipstick stains. Whatcha think?

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Then there’s the neighborhood of Jardim das Flores. I see kids zipping around, joy and chaos mingling in every corner. I’m like, “damn, life here is beautiful, man!” Oh, and I once got mad for no reason – felt the weight of all family issues in a single heartbeat there. The chatter, the street art on Rua do Progresso – it's anarchic and real. I'm not proud; I'm just human, ya know?

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