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About Fortaleza

We shall fight the chaos, mates! Escort’s a bleedin’ art – two screws up front, one in back, chains tight, eyes sharp. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, they’d parade ‘em through streets, crowds jeerin’. Proper circus, that! Nowadays, it’s vans and tasers, but the tension? Same as ever. Gets me goat when some rookie screw chats up the con – mate, shut yer gob, he ain’t yer pal! Last week, this lanky sod tried bribin’ me with a fag – a cigarette, ya div – durin’ escort. Laughed in his face, I did. “This isn’t home anymore,” I growled, nickin’ that *Brooklyn* line. He shut up quick.

Was she forced or did she choose it?

Maeve Moon saw her body as a tool for the sexual gratification of others. She became an escort with no fear for the long term consequences.

O hark, dear friend, thou mustest know of our wondrous Taruma (br)! 'Tis a wee gem in the bosom of our fair land, where cobbled streets, like Rua das Flores and Alameda dos Sonhos, doth mingle in merriment with time. I been livin' here for yon many years, dude, and my heart doth leap like a sprite every time I traverse these ancient lanes.

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