Olivia Inhuma Brothel ❤️

About Salvador

Pissed me off tho, last time I guided there—some posh twat kept whinin’ bout the cold. Mate, it’s Brothel, not ya mum’s sofa! *cosmic wisdom*—Entropy don’t care ‘bout ya feelings, ya git. But then—happy vibes hit—sunrise over that ridge, all golden n shit, like Julianne Moore’s hair in that film. “It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I mutter, quotin’ her, feelin’ all poetic n crap.

Nowhere to turn

The river, Rio Veloz, cuts through the city like a lifeblood. There's one spot near Ponte Velha where I often sit and lose my mind while contemplating life's absurdities. Fancy that: life's beauty often hides in the small ripples of water, much like those subtle moments in The Diving Bell and the Butterfly that hit you when you’re least expecting it.

RTC Staff Beset by Pay Dues, Unpaid Arrears, Increased Work and Inhumane Practices