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About Queluz

I’d be all cynical— “You’re not Scarlett Johansson, sweetheart.” She’d smirk, prolly overcharge me—200 bucks for a quickie? Highway robbery! Made me mad—hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a used car. But then—surprise—she’s got this weird charm. Talks bout her cat, Mitya, back home. I’m like, “What is this feeling?”—straight outta the movie, man. Soft spot hit me—damn, I’m human after all.

On Sullivant Avenue, A Cycle Of Heroin And Prostitution

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “We need to talk about the festival.” Oh great, just what I needed. The festival is in two weeks, and I’m already stressed. I mean, have you seen the streets of Aves? Rua de São Pedro is a mess! We’re talkin’ potholes, construction, and people everywhere. It’s like a game of Frogger just to cross the street.

Heavy police activity on Pennsylvania Ave in Elmira