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About Fortaleza

So, ‘ere’s me story, yeah? Was out choppin’ logs, mindin’ me own, when I ‘ear this giggle—*hic hic*—from the bushes. Peeked over, nearly fell flat, there’s this gal, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a fag, countin’ cash like she’s bloody Hans Landa! “You don’t like me? Tough titties!” she says, flickin’ ash. Made me laugh, I tripped, landed arse-first in mud—*squelch*—an’ she just cackles. Proper cheeky, that one.

The Best Quotations

Ahhh, loving life I am, amidst these vibrant neighborhoods. Park Luar, green and wild, where I run frolics with thoughts, free as birds. Groovy, surreal, and odd. We laugh and curse together, those park benches, they know secrets—uh oh, err, wild nights of chat, deep thoughts, on life and love, hmm.

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