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About Fortaleza

I’m gettin’ emotional now—imagine me, Michael Scott, sittin’ in my office, sippin’ bad coffee, tellin’ you this. Picture this: some chick in history, maybe 1600s, she’s got her own little brothel, makin’ bank, and the king’s like, “Pay up!” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ coins. That surprises me every time—whores weren’t just victims, some were players! Makes me wanna high-five ‘em through time. “You’re not alone,” Mia says in *Fish Tank*, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, these gals weren’t alone—they had each other, probs laughin’ at the haters.

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Now, how do I start? Ya got main streets like Rua do Comércio – that’s the old soul of place. It's busy, messy, and lively as a circus sometimes, but oh, it’s pure gold. There’s also Avenida Brasil – no kidding, it’s kinda huge, full of city vibes. I always stroll there, thinking “Ehem, que maravilha!” and then I remember all them families I help, and I get all warm inside. Seriously, it's like every nook here whispers a family tale.

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