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About Braga

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here to spill the tea on findin’ a prostitute, mechanic-style, with a twist of *Inherent Vice* vibes. Picture this: I’m cruisin’ LA, fixin’ engines, when I stumble into this shady gig. Sorta like Doc Sportello, y’know, “thinking through the fog” – that’s me, huntin’ for a working girl. Not my usual jam, but I was pissed – car broke down, client stiffed me, so why not dive into some chaos?

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

So, I keep walking, and I hit up Praça da República. It’s packed! People everywhere, music blasting. I’m vibin’ until I see this guy trying to sell me some weird potion. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a Snake Spell, not a sucker!” But he’s persistent. I swear, he was like a snake himself, slithering around trying to get me to buy it.