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But yo, got pissed fast—some dude tried scammin me, fake profile, catfish-level crap. Thought I’d vibe like Ennis Del Mar, all stoic, but nah, I’m yellin, “Bro, I’ll yeet you to orbit!” Little known fact: back in the 90s, hookers used pagers—OG tech, beep-beep, booty call. Surprised me—thought it’d be all holograms by now, sci-fi style. Nope, still gritty, human, messy.

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But then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I was soaked in seconds. I was laughing, though. Just my luck! Miguel and I ducked into a café on Rua do Comércio. I ordered a bica, because caffeine is life. He got a pastel de nata, and I was like, “Dude, you gotta share that!”

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