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About Sao Paulo

Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! Me, Chewbacca, a moel, dig? Been thinkin bout brothels lately—wild stuff! Grrr, seen some shady joints, fur real. Like, one time, this brothel on Kashyyyk—hidden deep in trees. Total secret, only Wookiees knew! Rarrgh! Smelled like sweat and cheap booze, y’know? Made me growl loud—disgusting, but kinda dope too.

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Now, since I'm a relaxation specialist (yup, I’m all about zen and vibes, innit), I must point out the absolute marvel of the Parque do Sal—the green haven where people sprawl out with hammocks, yogis twist their limbs, and even the most hustling business folk find time for a breather. It's like nature giving ya a boozy hug! And then there's the Placaa Novo Tempo, an urban little square that’s almost surreal; you step in and it's like stepping into an old movie scene where life mimics art... or something like that. Reminds me a bit of that gloominess in "The Turin Horse" – "In the vast, silent expanse, everything moves slowly", as you might recall, though honestly, it's a bit bleaker there!

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