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About Belo Horizonte

Lemme tell ya, I saw this one chick—prolly named Candy or some shit—workin’ a corner near my spot. She had this wig, crooked as hell, like Nemo’s fin, all lopsided. I’m like, “damn, girl, you good?” She laughed, said she made bank that night. Bank! Offa dudes too dumb to haggle. That’s hustle, fam. Made me happy—girl’s out here winnin’.

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I always joke that my hands have memorized every cobblestone near Place de l’Hôtel de Ville – yes, that buzzing square is a constant swirl of chatter, laughter, and the odd deli mishap (one slip, and voila, mayonnaise in your hair!). And then there’s the local gem, the café on rue de la Folie, where I sometimes work on my stretching techniques between clients – absolutely brilliant brusque, as they might say in that film, “Carlos, c’est la vie!”

Final call for tickets to view France’s Bayeux Tapestry