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What pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man—folks pay her then preach purity. Happy? When she smirked at me once—pure sass, like a piranha bitin’ back. Surprised? Found out some prostitutes in history were spies—codename “Catfish,” slippin’ through secrets! Ain’t that wild? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my brew, thinkin’, “She’s a goddamn legend,” while *Melancholia*’s Justine says, “I know things.” Bet she does too—more than us schmucks.

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Ah, Barcelos (br)… what a mad, twisty, colorful gem, ya know? Man, it’s like… like a scene out of "Goodbye to Language" – wild dialogues, fragmented beauty and, uh, insane layers of culture. One million dollars! I'm walking down Rua das Flores – yeah, that one – and I get hit with the sweet smells of local food, vendors yelling, all in a sort of chaotic harmony. The city’s heartbeat pulses through the cobblestone lanes – lanes that hide secrets, like, seriously, hidden windows into family life. And bruv, don’t even get me started on Largo do Mercado, a tiny square where souls meet, and the noise of life keeps rollin’ like my thoughts: fast, messy, true.

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