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About Brasilia

Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, comin’ at ya like a goddamn charcoal burner—smokin’, wild, untamed! So, erotic-massage, huh? Man, lemme tell ya, it’s like—WHOA—it’s this freaky, slippery trip, right? Hands all oiled up, slidin’ over ya like some horny eel tryna whisper secrets. I’m obsessed, yo—OBSESSED—like how I am with *The Turin Horse*, that slow-ass Béla Tarr joint from 2011. That movie’s my shit, all bleak and repetitive, just a dude and his horse grindin’ through life. “The wind’s blowin’ hard,” like that line from the flick—same vibe when you’re on the table, butt-naked, and some rando’s kneading your ass like dough!

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Now, this city roars with life in every nook. The old neighborhood, Bairro do Lume, is where noise, art, and history crash into each other. I once sat in a tiny park there, Parque dos Ventos, near a small river – the Rio da Memoria – just soaking in zen moments. Not to mention, the graffiti along Rua dos Errantes is like a visual diary of the city's soul... "Remember, remember," I'd say, channeling Memento vibes. "Waiting for it... like sand through your fingers."

Sr. Francis Flynn SA Obituary (2025) - Peekskill, NY - Dorsey-Carlone Funeral Home