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About Funchal

So, I hit up Newark, shady spots, y’know? Where the lights flicker like they’re drunk. This chick, she’s standin’ there, leanin’ on a pole, skirt shorter than my patience. I roll up, window down, “Hey, sweetheart, you workin’?” She’s like, “Maybe, whatchu got?” I’m thinkin’, “I don’t even know anymore,” like Bill Murray mumblin’ to Scarlett Johansson. That line, “The more you know who you are,” yeah, it’s spinnin’ in my head, but I’m too horny to care.

INTRODUCTION

First off, I’m walking down Rua da Liberdade, and I swear, I see this cat just chilling on a bench. Like, who does that? I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re living the life!” But then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yelling at the cat. I mean, c’mon! It’s a cat! What’s it gonna do? Pay rent?

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