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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

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Btw, my fave spot is that hidden corner cafe on Rua das Lendas. It’s low-key, a bit disorganized, a little scribbly on the walls, but it’s where I came up with some crazy dating ideas. Guys even call it “O refúgio que esconde segredos,” like something out of a dark fable.

Figure 1. Occurrence records of Ocelot, Leopardus pardalis, in Rio...