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About Rio de Janeiro

So I docks me boat, stinks of cod, an’ I’m stompin’ round town, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’m yellin’, cos some geezers give me dodgy looks. Nah, it’s cos I’m a fisherman, smellin’ like a wet net! Found this one gal, right, proper fit, standin’ by the pier. She’s all “You got the cash, bruv?” I’m like, “Yeah, babe, I got coin from me cod haul.”

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Rivers flow, cool and smooth. The Rio Lento winds through town like a lazy, love-struck meander. I often wander along its banks, soaking up the ease and picturesque scenes – like film scenes, baby! I sometimes feel like I’m in a saucy rom-com from the '60s, groovin’ on every little detail.

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