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Under a sign that read "Brasileirinhas," the music shifted: a sultry samba that pulled at the edges of memory. Vivi smiled, not at anyone in particular, but at the rhythm that always found her. She carried with her the glow of old summers on the coast—salt on her skin, the certainty of tide and time. People noticed; they felt the small orbit she made around ordinary nights.