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Oi mate, so here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, reincarnated as a bouncer, yeah? Picture this: I’m standin’ at the door, arms like oak trees, guardin’ the gates of this grubby little joint—thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not for me, nah, I’m too posh for that muck, but it’s a tale worth spinnin’, innit? Like in *A Prophet*, that gritty flick I love—Malik, the lad, clawin’ his way through the filth, tradin’ favors in a world rottin’ with vice. “You kill me, I kill you,” he’d say, all quiet-like. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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And don’t even get me started on Bairro do Calor! It’s hot, I mean literally, with spicy food stands, street art, and a vibe that punches you in the heart. Sometimes, I get so mad ’cause the place is lively, noisy, and I just want peace for my spa sessions. Hmph, they never let me rest! But hey, that's life.

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