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About Belo Horizonte

Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

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Whore Extermination - Inhuman Extermination Of The Putrid Whoring Bitches () Philippine-American Green River Slam.

For real – this city’s a messy masterpiece. It’s unpredictable like The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. You're either weightlessly floating or feeling the crushing pressure of existence; it all depends on when you drop by. And trust me, if you’re looking for a polite, sanitized view, piss off! Inhuma (br) ain’t for the faint-hearted or those who think life’s a damn fairy tale.

GES warn teachers against use of corporal, inhumane punishment in schools