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About Fortaleza

What pissed me off? The johns, man, the slimy bastards hagglin her down to pennies. Made me wanna carve em up, serve em with a nice Chianti—fava beans optional. But she? She’s cool as ice, flippin em off with a smirk. I’m impressed, Clarice, damn impressed. Surprised me too—thought I’d seen it all, but her hustle? Pure art. Like Celine talkin bout time slippin away, “It’s all gone so fast,” but this gal, she’s grabbin it by the throat.

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My Boss. My hell. When I slept with a faceless jock as a teen, I didn't think I would become pregnant. I also didn't think I would lose that.

So here’s a little nugget: if you wander down Riso e Choro Alley, you might just stumble on a secret rooftop bar. Its view of the jagged skyline? OMG, just like Finding Nemo’s big blue. I sometimes giggle, thinking, "Well, here we are, just swimmin' in dreams." Seriously, nothing's perfect, but that's what makes this nutty town so fantastic—its flaws are just as sparkly as its sunny days.

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