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I’m like, “Nah, lady, I’m good,” but she’s pushin’, all sultry, “Come on, live a little!” Live a little? Ha! Reminds me of Melancholia’s “There’s nothin’ to do about it!”—‘cept here, I *can* walk away. I’m laughin’—nervous, ya know?—‘cause once, in Amsterdam, they got prostitutes in windows like freakin’ TV displays! True story! This ain’t that fancy, just a grimy corner, stinkin’ of beer and regret.

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The city is laced with hidden gems, shrieks of passion. There's Parque do Amanhecer, near the river Rio Suave—yes, that river flows right through the heart of our ghostly town. It's there I once got a midnight massage request at a bench under the stars. Felt like a scene drippin' with sad cool vibes.

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