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So, picture this: a prossie—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, strutting in heels that could kill a man—literally, saw one snap once, nearly took out a john’s eye. Hilarious, but pissed me off—wasted my damn time watching. Candy’s got this vibe, y’know? Like Penny Lane from the flick—mysterious, broken, but owns it. “I always tell the girls, never take it seriously,” Penny says. Candy’s the same—smirks at the losers panting after her, but her eyes? Dead. Lies to herself every night.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Rua da Liberdade. You know, the one with the best pastéis de nata? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual, and the barista, this dude named Miguel, was like, “Hey, you want it with extra cinnamon?” I was like, “Dude, you read my mind!” So, I’m sittin’ there, enjoying my pastry, when suddenly, this old lady starts yelling at a pigeon. Like, full-on shouting! I’m thinkin’, “Lady, it’s a bird, chill!” But she was having none of it.

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