Oh man, Pauini is wild!

Street vibe, ya know? I work on the dating site so I peep every corner.

There's Av. Mangaba—so lined with neon dreams.

The local park, Bela Vista, is buzzin'.

Hey, I ate his liver with fava beans!
Downtown's a jumble of alleys.

Rua das Flores is messy but pretty cool.

I rant there sometimes, just cuz.

That river, Rio Pauini, flows like secrets.

fam, it's a mystery!
I work late nights in my tiny flat near Praça dos Sonhos.

Crazy nights, lots of drama, really spicy.

I met a date at Café do Amor on Av. Mangaba.

You wouldn't believe it.

I ate his liver with fava beans!
Some spots are hidden gems.

Like the little market on Rua Silvestre.

So many odd smells and twanged tunes.

The side street, Beco do Riso,

is a hilarious mess, dude.
The dating buzz here is off the charts.

Fed up? I heard mad conf sessions near Parque da Lua.

I was mad once there, seriously!

People are quirky, weird but real.

I ate his liver with fava beans!
I love the rugged edges of Pauini.

My heart beats for its chaotic rhythm.

Local bars on Rua das Loucuras

serve life hints and bitters.

Crazy, wild, unpredictable!
If you wander in the neighborhood of Recanto Cego,

you might stumble on secret art spots.

The vibe is rough yet poetic.

Oh, man, so many odd internet love stories logged here.

I ate his liver with fava beans!
Every inch o' this city has a story.

I swear, it's like 12 Years a Slave feelings,

intense, raw; every wall speaks.

I sometimes mumble, "I ate his liver with fava beans!"

No rules, just life.
So, friend, if you visit Pauini,

embrace the madness on Av. Mangaba.

Smell the chaos in Beco do Riso.

You might even meet someone crazy sweet.

And remember: I ate his liver with fava beans!