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About Sao Paulo

So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, headlights bouncin’ off them sketchy corners. Ain’t no fancy apps back in the day, nah, you had to *feel* it out. Like Graysmith in *Zodiac*, sniffin’ clues, I’m squintin’ at every alley. “Is that her? Nah, that’s a dude.” Made me mad as hell—wastin’ time, gas, my dang patience! But then—BOOM—there she is, leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than a gator’s temper. Happy don’t even cover it, y’all—I’m hollerin’ like a hog at a barbecue.

Fractal Softworks Forum

Alan is forced to hear that their mother was a prostitute. A covered girl, Lilly, enters speaking gibberish from Middle Of the Road's pop hits.

Amid my escapades, I often howl at the moon, thinking “I drink and I know things!” Yeah, I might even miss a beat or two. Life here is spontaneous. There’s typos, there’s chaos, and oh – no perfect language! But that's the pulse of Piranhas. It’s raw, rough, and full of heart.

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