Anna Benjamin Constant Whore ❤️❤️

About Belo Horizonte

Once knew this lass—proper whore, yeah? Worked corners near old docks. Not posh, nah, gritty as fuck. Had this tat—skull with roses. Said it was her “life map.” Fuckin’ poetic, right? Made me laugh, her guts did. “We’re all ghosts here!”—like in the movie. She’d hustle, no shame, pure fire.

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Forced exposure. Because of her constant mistakes, she was kicked out of the kitchen, along with never been kicked out of a kitchen in thirty years and that.

There’s this park, Parque dos Sonhos, where lost souls meet and kids laugh. It’s like every bench hides secrets of broken hearts and new hope. I yap with folks there – makes me feel less lonely. On weekends, I wander over to Avenida dos Pioneiros. That spot’s got history etched in brick, y’know. Drips of oil-dark nostalgia, like in that film – “There will be blood,” but that’s just the bitter-sweet pulse of life here!

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