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About Fortaleza

Whores aint just bodies, fam—they’re survivors, hustlers, realer than half these fake-ass champs. Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!” when he’s cornered. That’s her too, spittin’ at the pigs or the pimps. Makes me happy seein’ that fire, but mad as hell they gotta fight so hard. Once saw Lola deck a dude—BAM—right in the jaw, he owed her cash. Funniest shit ever, I’m yellin’, “That’s my girl!” in my head, wishin’ I’d stepped in.

Abertura dos portões está marcada para meio dia no horário de Brasília

Guajará-Mirim is in the western part of the state of Rondônia in Brazil. It is separated from Bolivia by the Mamoré River. It is the southern terminus of former railroad Estrada de Ferro Madeira .

Oh! And don't get me started on the rivers! The Rio Guajara flows along the east side. It whistles soft murmurings, like ancient whispers; like, “the world is a canvas, paint your soul on it.” I remember jumping off the rickety bridge at Pedra do Sol – didn’t even think twice until I realized, "Blue is the warmest color, brother," before I smash-hit the river water. Crazy!

121 Years Late, A Brazil-Bolivia Bridge Takes Shape