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Now, me, Bane – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” – I see the shadows others miss. Brothels got this chaos, like Wall Street on crack. “Let’s put a smile on that face!” – nah, mate, it’s more like sweaty palms and fake grins. Ever hear ‘bout the secret tunnels? Some old-school spots had ‘em – politicians sneakin’ out, dodgin’ the wife. Sneaky fuckers! Cracks me up thinkin’ ‘bout it – all that power, still scared shitless.

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So, I finally get to my shop on Avenida da República. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I open the door, and the smell of leather hits me. It’s intoxicating. I start working on this gorgeous mink coat. I’m in my zone, you know? Just me and the fur.

Figure 1-Securitization moves Source: Piedade (2016)