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About Belo Horizonte

Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

Juá dos Vieiras, Ceará - Brazil

Walk around Bairro Esperança, it's cute but raw, man. Kids play in the parques, families gather, and you see the true spirit of the city, sometimes messy but always real, ya know? Like, I once sat at Praça dos Abraços, watching life unfold – it was like a silent film with emotion exploding in every corner, kinda like when Godard drops one of them insane sentences in "Goodbye to Language" – it's all about feeling it without words.