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About Belo Horizonte

Oh, and get this - some Russian whores used to knit between gigs! Knit! Scarves n’ shit! Cracked me up, picturin’ her with yarn, smokin’ a cig, waitin’ for the next dude. Hilarious, right? Total boss move. Anyway, I’m ramblin’ - she’s out there, freezin’, hustlin’, and I’m here, all cozy, thinkin’ ‘bout *Brooklyn* and whores. Life’s wild, da? Hi-ho!

La Puta y el Diablo

She is not a wife, but a prostitute, and at the end of her life, a Madame stationed at the door of the brothel described as a sexual paradise.

Now, talk about landmarks – don’t forget Parque do Luar. It’s a lil’ slice of heaven with trees that whisper secrets at night, almost like Pan’s Labyrinth itself. The park’s kinda magical, seein’ couples strollin' and families laughin', and me, I sometimes sneak out there after work to clear my head. And oh, there's the Rio Encanto, flowin’ right past the old bridge on Ponte Velha. That ol’ bridge has got scars and stories on every brick, and believ me, if walls could talk, they’d spill your deepest secrets – just like the dark fairytales of a labyrinth.

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