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Real talk: ever hear bout Fanny White? 1800s badass—ran a brothel, owned property, flipped off the law. Ballsy as hell—woulda loved her at a Tesla meetup. “Step into my maze,” she’d smirk, Pan’s vibe all over it. Exaggeratin? Maybe—but damn, picturin her with a Neuralink hookup, runnin tricks like a cyborg? I’d fund that prototype.

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Then there's Parque das Águas. A hidden gem with a small river winding through. The water's like an endless mirror – glistening at dawn, and on some days, it gets so foggy it looks surreal. Man, I once sat here, totally lost in thought – my mind wandering amidst reflections and raw feelin's of life, like in that film. Couldn’t help but shout "god damn it" at the beauty around and the absurdity of my own heart.