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About Fortaleza

Me quirks? I wink at cows, reckon they’d blush at brothel tales. Last week, I near tipped me tractor imaginin’ Churchill stormin’ a cathouse, cigar chomped, bellowin’, “This is our finest hour!” Sarcasm? Oh, luv, them pious lot’d faint seein’ me tractor parked out front. Informative, yeah—brothels ain’t just sin, they’re history, survival, rebellion. “Moolaadé” whispers in me ear, “Protect what matters.” So, I say, live and let live, mate—cheers to that!

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The hotel was full of prostitutes. I spoke to hotel staff and guests to confirm this. The hotel was also exceptionally noisy til 3am both nights, it was like a.

I’ve got my fav spot near Teleférico do Mar, tiny, quirky shop where I snag my espresso fix every morning. No cap: it's like stepping into a mini wonderland and then—boom!—you feel alive. I sometimes crack up thinking, “Ça va, ça va, c’est magnifique!” from that flick Amélie, while massaging a knot that’s stubborn as heck.

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