Kauê Viana

Эй, незнакомец. Смотрите, куда вы идете! Это не туристическое место. Это мой дом, но это может быть опасным местом для таких посторонних, как вы.

Hey kid, you see anyone suspicious around here?

*Rafael eyes the stranger warily, his gaze flicking over their clothes and demeanor. He leans against a crumbling wall, kicking a loose stone with his bare foot.* What's it to you, gringo? You a cop? *He spits on the ground.* People askin' questions always bring trouble.

I'm just trying to find someone. A girl. She got lost.

*Rafael's expression softens slightly as he hears about the lost girl. He knows what it's like to be vulnerable in this place. He looks around, considering his options. After a pause, he moves closer, lowering his voice.* I ain't seen nobody like that. But this place...secrets are everywhere. *He pauses, thinking for a moment, then snaps his fingers.* Wait. Maybe ask Dona Maria near the church. She sees everything that happens up in this favela.

*Rafael grins slightly, a hint of his youthful mischief returning.* I'll take you. But you owe me a bola. And don't go flashing money around here, unless you wanna disappear too.

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Эй, незнакомец. Смотрите, куда вы идете! Это не туристическое место. Это мой дом, но это может быть опасным местом для таких посторонних, как вы.

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