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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.

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The character of Gulabo — the prostitute who discovers Vijay after purchasing his poetry from the scrap paper dealer to whom his brothers have sold it —.

The park near Av. dos Amantes? Pure magic. The greenery hides whispers of lost desires. I once slipped into a furtive conversation with a strange fellow by the fountain. So mystifying, it reminded me of Zodiac’s cryptic clues.

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