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Alright, listen up, fam—deep breath now. Imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ here, voice smooth as velvet, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Yeah, you heard right. Picture this: dark streets hummin’, neon lights flickerin’ like some wild dream—kinda like *Holy Motors*, ya dig? That movie’s my jam, Leos Carax spinnin’ chaos into gold. “I’m alone… and yet I’m not,” that line hits hard when you’re cruisin’ for company, right?

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The river, Rio Verde, cuts through the city. Its banks are lined with old stone bridges like Ponte do Amigo. I sometimes sit there, thinkin’ about life, my own messy thoughts. Ppl forget, but this river carries secrets that cleanse the soul—much like, well, that quiet whisper in The Assassin’s scenes: "Time passes, yet memories remain." Just like that.

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