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So, like, whores—man, they’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ cash in ways most folks don’t get. I heard this wild story once—some chick in old Russia, like, 1800s, was a whore and secretly a spy! Droppin’ secrets between the sheets—how cool is that? Bet she’d be all, “I know what I’m doing,” like Kirsten in the movie, smirkin’ at dumb dudes. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout her outsmartin’ everybody—girl power, yo! But then I get mad, cuz, like, people judge whores so hard. Why? They’re just workin’, man! Chill out, judgy pants!

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Then there’s Parque Ecológico Max Alves. I visit whenever I need to remind myself: nature rocks! Green trails, secret ponds, and squirrels dunnin’ around. It gets me pumped—each step feels like a power move for the soul. Oh! Rvr Quixadinha flows near the outskirts. Yep, right near Jd. da Esperança. Its cool, murmuring style always chills me out. Sometimes I'm just sittin’ down by the riverbank, thinking, "Everything's gonna be just perfect," just like in those raw, honest moments of Margaret.

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