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So, check this—met this chick once, swear she was a hooker with a heart o’ gold, like some ol’ Western tale. Worked the streets down in N’awlins, had this raspy laugh that’d wake a coma patient. Told me she got into it ‘cause her mama was one too—generational gig, y’all! Ain’t that a trip? “What we do isn’t so differnt,” she says, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Made me happy, hearin’ her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s the world gotta be so damn cruel? She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ rent, while I’m sippin’ sweet tea, judgin’ like a fool.

Miracema inaugura novo Centro de Atenção Psicossocial

Honestly, Miracema-do-Tocantins gives you feels. Every corner pulses with untold dreams; every sunset screams, “Hold on, it gets crazier!”

Figure 1: Spatial distribution of light and moderate/severe food...