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About Belo Horizonte

Look, I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am. Hate everything, ‘specially fake love. Guy in there once told me, “Ron, it’s just business.” Business my ass. It’s sad, desperate, and loud. Like Joaquin Phoenix chasin’ a ghost voice. “I can’t live in your book of stories,” she tells him. Brothels? Same deal. Ya leave empty, wallet lighter. Hate that most of all. Now, tip your damn bartender and get lost.

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I gotta drop some therapy insights: the simple, everyday places here, like the small cafés on Rua das Palmeiras, hide cracked hearts and tales of sorrow. Families come in to spill their guts – secrets swirling like the dust from those huge trucks rumbling past the mining sites. And let me tell ya, the mines near the city, those frantic behemoths, have shaped the collective psyche more than you’d think. I'm talkin’ irony that you’d only see if you’ve been around enough to see the despair and hope coexisting.

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