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About Belo Horizonte

What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

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Oh, and check this—Reserva is full of surprises. My fave spot? A tiny, hidden bookstore-café on R. Sonhadora. I stumbled there while chasing old love stories. It’s quirky af with mismatched chairs, colorful lights, and a scent of old paper and fresh coffee. Wonderfully odd, like Amélie’s little acts of kindness.

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