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About Fortaleza

Great Scott! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the idea of it, ya know? Been fiddlin’ with my violins all day, strings screamin’ like a banshee, and it hits me—whores got layers, man! Like in *Dogville*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Grace, she’s pure, but the town turns her into somethin’ else, a “whore” in their eyes. “You’re a whore, Grace,” they’d sneer, and I’m like, damn, that’s cold!

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Ya might be wonderin' 'bout rivers? Yup, there's the Rio Bate-Papo com a Lua. Nothin’ fancy with proper names – it's a laid-back, twisty stream that cuts through town. I once had a super deep counseling session on its banks, with the rapids crashin’ just like my own wild thoughts. Weird, right?

Figure 4: These late-16th-century Spanish tiles in the Church of São...