Yo... listen up, frnd.

Cumaru is wild.

Its streets pulse.

Rua das Palmeiras glows.

Parque do Sol enchants.

I love its vibe.

I stroll, massage, breathe.

The Rio Verde sparkles.

I mash my hands there.

I love the raucous vibe.

I do my work here.

A Serious Man, my favorite... "I can’t even..."

I pause dramatically.

Oh, man... I'm tuned in.

I feel the city's spirit.

Every corner tells stories.

The neighborhood Santa Luz buzzes.

Its alleys whisper secrets.

I work near Av. das Estrelas.

I soak the city's energy.

Sometimes, I feel… doomed!

My masseur hands reveal truth.

I witnessed love, anger, joy.

I see life's twists.

I got mad at traffic.

I got happy by rain.

I got surprized by sunsets.

So much raw passion here.

I nod at memories.

I say, “I give up!”

This city: chaos and warmth.

Its beauty hits like a bomb.
Ohhh, I must drop typos:
I live it, my friend.

Cumaru is weirdly poetic.
Live passionately.

This city roars silently.
Until we meet...

Mystery.

Drama.

Life.