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Funny bit—mate o’ mine slipped off table, butt naked, crash! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, heh! Sarcasm? “Oh yeah, real pro, fallin’ like that!” Worth it tho—unsticks ya knots, loosens ya twisted spine. “What is this world?” monk asks—erotic-massage, mate, that’s what! Weird thought—imagine Gollum givin’ one, raspy giggles, slimy fingers, nah, too creepy!

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Then, there’s Zona Verde—yeah, I’m renamin’ it on a whim. The locals say it’s named after the thick, wild trees that line the old dirt roads. I’ve got memories there—my parlor’s been a pit stop for many a traveler; they come injured, tired, and thirsty for a break from the daily grind. I’d sometimes catch a glimpse of a sunset over Parque da Esperança, the trees look like they're swaying to a silent lullaby, and imma tell ya—it’s breathtaking, like some scene out of that Spielberg flick.

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