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About Fortaleza

Last week, I tried it – mate, I was happier than a pig in muck! This lass, proper pro, kneading me like dough – I’m thinking, “This is synergy!” Felt like Lucrecia in the film, lost in fog, muttering, “I didn’t see it.” Didn’t see what? Me dignity flying out the window! Had a giggle tho – she’s massaging, I’m humming, “Easy like Sunday morning,” and she’s like, “Oi, shut it, Brent!” Fair enough, love, fair enough.

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I remember one time I was debugging our dating site near Mercado Velho. A crazy old vendor yelled, "This ain't Tinder, you idiot sandwich!" Damn, I nearly dropped my coffee. Life here fuels my work. I sniff out love scars in every alley and match-ups in every broken romance—like tracking the Zodiac killer in David Fincher's flick. "Who is the Zodiac?" echoes in my head over and over. I'm always hunting clues, even in wasted conversations, trying to decode those mysterious hearts.

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