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About Belo Horizonte

So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

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I gotta tell ya, there’s a park I frequent. Call it Parque do Esquecimento, a hidden gem off Rua dos Ventos. It’s so serene, but also so bizzare, like a forgotten theatre where memories linger like ghosts. I used to meet here with clients who’d spill secrets like loose change. My head spins thinkin’ of those times... And eh, catchin’ a whiff of history mingled with fresh rain. It’s like a damn sacred ritual sometimes.

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