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About Fortaleza

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, sloshed on rum, spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout whores—savvy? Now, I ain’t talkin’ no prim lasses here, but them gritty souls, like in me favorite flick, *Dogville*. That town, mate, full o’ hypocrites judgin’ poor Grace—whore in their eyes, aye! “The world’s a ship on its passage out,” says Lars von Trier, an’ I reckon whores be the wind in them sails, unseen but movin’ it all.

ACOMPANHANTE DE LUXO

This article presents the feminicides among sex workers in the city of Porto Alegre, in the years.

Yo, each moment here ties together like a mad groove, man. Even the quirky bus stops on R. Dr. Marco Antônio da Costa. So many twists, many turns, like in a director’s crazy dream. And the wind – oh, it sings like an old vinyl record spinning out retro jazz vibes yelling “Yeah, baby!”

Proposing a short version of the Unesp-Botucatu pig acute pain scale using a novel application of machine learning technique