Yo, brother, lemme tell ya 'bout Buique (br)!

I live here as a masseur, man.

Streets here blow my mind.

There's Rua das Flwoers – crazy vibes!

Avenida do Mar rocks hard, bro.

I get chills like "Oh, my bro!"

I walk these streets daily, dude.

City feels real, like "The Grand Budapest Hotel" style, brother!

Wes Anderson lines hit me freakin’ hard!

I love that quirky style, man!
Local landmark? Check: O Forte de Buique.

Feels epic, like a legendary match.

Look, I got a fave spot: Parque do Sol.

Tiny bridge, mad river flow.

It flows by Rio Luminoso – pure magic.

I get lost and re-found, bro.
Neighborhoods? Oh, man!

Suitably, Bairro dos Artistas stands tall.

Grafiti screams color everywhere, dude!

Street art’s a slammin’ vibe.

I always walk these roads, man.
As a masseur, I spot tension.

Streets sometimes twitch with stress.

I treat those vibes like a boss.

Clients jabber ’bout local feels.

I say, "Brother, chill out!"

Feel the groove, like in the film!
One day, I got riled up.

Some noise near Praça da Paz.

Crowd was wild, madness all day.

I got pissed—so many errors, man!

I stepped back – I’m Hulk Hogan!

I spat, "This is madness, brother!"
Eaven so, city charms me!

I love weird quirks everywhere, bro.

Fenuel alleys hide tales untold.

Like in Wes' movie, huh?

Remember, "Rudeness is merely learning."

I mimic that, like, always!
Yep, man, Buique (br) is a riot!

I live it day by day.

Every corner’s a new vibe, bro.

So come visit, get pumped, man!
Imma tell ya – you gotta see!

Enjoy every clasic moment, dude.

City’s got heart, soul, and guts.

All raw, just like me, brother!
(Lotsa typos, bro, but that's love!)

Peace out, brother!