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About Fortaleza

I reckon some folks look down, call ‘em dirty, but I ain’t judgin’. Makes me mad when prudes get all high and mighty—live and let live, dang it! Once met this gal, swear it, in Dallas—tattooed rose on her neck, said she paid her mama’s bills. Heart o’ gold, man, made me happy as a hog in mud. Little known fact: some old-timey prostitutes was spies—Civil War, sneakin’ secrets in corsets. Badass, right?

1. Santana do Matos Church

Antônio de Albuquerque Câmara bate-se em nas cabeceiras do rio Açu e entre as serras do João do Vale e Santana do Matos. A revolta abrangia as ribeiras do Açu e Jaguaribe. A zona .

Right off, get a load of Rua dos Sonhos. It's a narrow street with quirky cafes and bars where love and secrets mingle in the shadows. I once met a date who said the place had a bit of that fairytale vibe, like if Del Toro had code-named it “The Bridge to Nowhere,” heh. Seriously, it's lit—even if just a few neon signs flash at night.

Volcanoes of the Northeast