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About Curitiba

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

Benjamin Constant: A Swiss Statesman and Romantic Writer

In April, her friends having departed, Madame de Staël left Mézery for Coppet from where, in Lausanne, she supervised the printing of various publications, among them Zulma and her Missing: prostitute.

Oh, and the river! Rio da Esperança. Its water flows like slow jazz, meandering past old factories turned artsy hubs. I once sat by its bank, thinkin’ 'Happy Birthday, Mr. President,' as the sunset burned red. The reflections remind me that families can mend, scars and all.

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