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About Manaus

Ain’t nobody talkin’ this, but back in the day, whores ran secret networks, passin’ info ‘cross towns. Red knew shit - who was cheatin’, who was broke. Power, bruh! She’d whisper, “Knowledge is my gold,” and I’d be like, “Young Mula Baby, you a queen!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she deserved a crown, fa real.

In this Book

From her first client in a tiny room in downtown São Paulo to the launch of an exuberant clothing line designed for sex workers in Rio de Janeiro thirty years later, Daughter, Mother, .

Man, the rio itself – Rio da Esperança (well, it’s a local nickname, ya dig?) – flows slow and steady, like the pulse in a deep tissue massage. I used to joke – “Your body is a temple, brother!” – while watchin’ that river twist, turn, and overcome obstacles like a champ!

Exhibition of archaeological pieces tells indigenous stories of the Rio Negro