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About Fortaleza

She’s got sass, man, eyes sharp as a hawk. I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s a survivor.” Reminds me of Sortilège from the movie—mysterious, knows shit nobody else does. “You lookin’ for a good time, pops?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh—pops? Me? Morgan goddamn Freeman? But I roll with it, happy as hell she ain’t skittish. Surprised me too—thought she’d bolt like a deer.

Brothel Madrid

I gotta be honest – sometimes I get mad, ya know? Like, when I’m there, chillin’ in a quaint massage parlor on R. Bem-te-vi, and someone throws rubbish on the pavement. Ugh, the nerve, right? But then, one minute later, a cute couple strolls by and suddenly I’m all happy like “Talk to her, baby, talk to her!” because love is in the air and this city just pumps it up every minute.

Evita, the Swiss and the Nazis