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About Curitiba

Last week, I’m prowlin’, thinkin’—what’d Lenny do? He’d write it down, retrace steps. So I scribble: “Check alley, 9 p.m.” Show up, and there she is—fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig. “You lookin’ for company?” she asks. Voice like gravel. I grunt. Hate negotiatin’. “How much?” I say. She smirks—$50. Fifty bucks! For what? A quick tumble and a rash? “I don’t trust people who smile,” I mutter, quotin’ *Memento*. She laughs. I’m surprised—didn’t expect sass. Kinda liked it.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Bruh, start off on Rua dos Pioneiros – that street be poppin’ day n nite. So many dates got kickstarted there. Next up, hit up Praça da Matriz – it’s like a heartbeat of the town, always buzzin’ and real, ya know? I once got so mad ‘cause the bus was late, but then I peeped the old church in the square – omg, that view had me shouting "Slay!" like Beyoncé on stage.

Mum's gives birth to baby weighing the same as a bowling ball and says 'I'm tired'