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About Sao Paulo

But real shit, *Talk to Her* vibes— “silence is her loudest cry.” She’s out there, body on loan, soul locked up. I exaggerate, maybe, sayin’ she’s a queen, but fuck it, she’s royalty to me. Pisses me off, tho, society judgin’, callin’ her trash. Who’s trash, huh? Not her, nah, she’s survivin’.

Fuga e denúncia

I went to Daughters with two others. We had pedicures and manicures with patterns painted on toes. The girls were professional and friendly.

Now, lemme be honest: I sometimes get mad 'cause the city can be a hot mess. Traffic on Av. do Encontro? Terrible! I mean, seriously, sometimes it makes ya wanna shout, "This is madness!" But then I see colorful murals on Rua da Esperança, remindin’ me that even chaos has its beauty. And man, when I'm in that mood, I swear I recite lines from "The Master": "I feel like I'm losing my mind"—‘cause it's true when you witness so much raw reality.

MPF investigates invasion into the territory of traditional peoples and illegal logging in BR-319