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So, I knew this one chick – let’s call her Ruby, coz why not? – workin’ the corner near some shady gas station. She’s got this vibe, y’know, tough as nails, but her eyes? Haunted, like Saul draggin’ that damn body – “You’ll do it!” – through hell. She told me once, over a cigarette she bummed off me, how she got into it. Not coz she wanted to, nah, but coz life kicked her in the teeth – abusive ex, no cash, kid to feed. Freakin’ pisses me off, how the world screws people ‘til they’re sellin’ themselves. “No capes!” – no saviors swoopin’ in, just real shit.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Rua da Liberdade. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m a diver, not a barista, but this stuff? Liquid gold, I swear. I grab my usual, a galão, and sit outside. The vibe is chill, people walking by, some old dude feeding pigeons. Classic Oliveira, man.

ATP's Oliveira provisionally suspended for doping