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About Rio de Janeiro

But ugh, the danger - pimps, violence, STDs. Ain’t funny, but gotta laugh or cry, right? “This body’s a cage,” I mutter, thinkin’ how they’re trapped sometimes. Me, stuck in this chair, I get it - freedom’s a cosmic joke. Still, some own it, struttin’ like “I am the music,” pure *Holy Motors* energy.

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In Urucara, the range of services includes everything from sexual massage to specific acts for an extra charge. Meanwhile, Joan is delving into Mairipora.

The Itajaí-Açu river feeds life into the city. I love sitting by its banks near the small bridge – I mean, it’s nature’s own counselor seat, ya know? The water’s always flowin’, just like my thoughts sometimes. And every now and then, I let my emotions run wild, remembering lines like “Everything is a scream in the silence” from that damn cool movie. True, right?

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