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Gets me goin’, tho—happy as hell when it’s done right. Nothin’ beats that slow burn, muscles givin’ up, then—wham—release city. But shitty ones? Piss me off. Some hack pawin’ at you, no rhythm, no soul—worse than a cold steak. “You’re a small man…”—like that mayor in *Leviathan*, all power, no finesse. Hate that.

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Then, I decide to head to the park, Parque da Cidade. I need to clear my head. I’m walking, and the smell of grilled sardines hits me. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a plate, and it’s like heaven on a stick. I’m munching away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the good ol’ days in Vilela. I’m laughing, and she’s like, “You young folks don’t know what’s good.” I’m thinking, “Lady, I’m literally eating your good stuff right now!”

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