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About Fortaleza

Oh, and her smell – gin, sweat, and somethin’ sweet, like rotting flowers. Stuck with me, Clarice. Made me think – we’re all whores somehow, sellin’ somethin’ to survive. Me with my numbers, her with her body. What’s the diff? Ha! Maybe I’m just a sick bastard, seein’ poetry in the gutter. But Ruby, man… she was a fuckin’ legend. Whore or not, she owned it.

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Prostitution is the sale of sexual services. A person selling sexual services is a prostitute. Sex workers deserve the same legal protections as anybody else. They should be able to maintain .

Neighborhoods? Pffft! Let’s talk Bom Sorriso – quirky, vibrant, kinda like a secret ingredient in a perfect dish. Every corner’s got a story. My fav hang spot is ‘Casa do Pleasure’ near Av. Espera. It's this rustic little bar where the locals get real, real swingin’. I always bump into stories I never knew, each tale a spicy secret, kinda like Chef Gusteau’s hidden recipe. Rarrgh!

DeVry University | 03/17/25