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About Brasilia

I get mad, tho—people dumpin’ cans of dat fake broth, all salty and sad. Makes me wanna smash somethin’! Real broth? Hours simmerin’, love in every bubble—dat’s da way! Once, I messed up—added too much garlic, stank up da whole lair! Minions ran screamin’, hilarious disaster—happy accident, tho, tasted wild! Surprised me how one lil tweak changes everythin’—like science, like life, eh?

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I live here, workin’ on a dating app, and every street tells a story. The downtown area has this crazy pulse with a spot called Praça do Tempo. I’d be honest, it sometimes makes me mad when potholes ruin the vibe, but haha, that’s part of its charm. I remember slippin’ near the river Margem Lights (yep, another one I nicked from my cosmic brainstorm) and thinking, "Yi Yi: A One and a Two, ever wonder about the interconnectedness of all things?" A deep moment, man. Like, "Life be like that, and yadda yadda, it’s all intertwined!"

Dangerous mesoscale storm spawns tornadoes and wreaks havoc across Parana, Brazil