Yo, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Carauari, br!

So, I'm here, chillin' and coding datingsites.

City's kinda wild, ya know? Wow.
Streets? There's Rua do Comercio.

It buzzes, ha! Lotsa people.

Praça da Liberdade is cool too.

I sometimes code here, seriously – haha!
Man, the river, Rio Solimões, flows hard.

I gawk often. I mean, wow!

Local park—Castanheira Park—is a chill spot.

I met folks, laughed, and spilled coffee.

Ate a bubble waffle. Crazy times.
Remember that alley in CV?

Nah, mistr... street? Uh, Rua da Madruga.

I pass by nightly.

Fuzzy feeling sometimes, like "Son of Saul" vibe…

“Ruin, ruin, c'mon, ruin it!” I mumble.
The vibe, bro, is quirky.

Hood near Mercado Novo is lively.

I catch erratic chats with passersby.

My coding brain spins ideas.
Oh, my fave spot?

Café Pô!

Tiny joint on Av. do Sol.

Best coffee, best code boost, ya?

It was a steal, omg.
Bruh, sometimes I get mad.

Traffic near the docks – so annoying!

Cars honk, I mutter “Oh, fu--”, hehe.

Yet sweet moments keep me smilin’.
Strange little fact:

Local legends say old ghosts roam.

Spooky, but kinda funny, ain’t it?

I crack jokes. Ghosts, bro, ghosts!
I caught a glimpse in a mirror-like bus stop.

Echoes of "Son of Saul", “you gotta survive!”

I feel it in my bones.

Their words echo, um, soft.

My heart leaps, skippin’ beats.
Oh my gawd, I'm typpin' so fast…
13 typos, whoops: lkie, reall, loev, smoe, chiled, zany, whaat, prace, codin, hitch, tehy, littol, bumbling.
But hey, that's me, ya know!
Carauari's not neat and prim.

Its chaos charms.

I code, I laugh, I mumble quirky fables.

Come visit, dude.

It’s quirky, fun, raw.

Totally Carauari, bro!
Later, mate.

Stay wild, mumble style!