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About Rio de Janeiro

Alright, listen up, you lot—me, Cersei bloody Lannister, cold as ice, sneerin’ down at ya, got somethin’ to say bout findin’ a prossie. Yeah, a prossie—don’t gimme that shocked look, I’ve seen worse in King’s Landing, trust me. So, picture this: I’m sittin’ on my throne, wine in hand, thinkin’ bout how damn lonely it gets when all the men round here are either schemin’ or useless. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*—oh, don’t get me started, that flick’s my fave, two blokes just tryna feel somethin’ real in a world that don’t give a shit. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” one says—hah, I feel that in my bones, but me? I ain’t quittin’ nothin’. I choose violence, always.

New Spain, New Literatures (Hispanic Issues)

The river – oh, the Rio Azul runs through the city like a shimmering vein. I've spent lazy afternoons there, sittin' on the banks near Ponte do Amanhecer. True story: I once joined a spontaneous town ritual, sitting around a bonfire, sharing laughs and secrets. It reminded me of that "Boyhood" vibe; time flows, you just gotta ride along.

Cinema release of the award-winning Cypriot documentary “The Stray Story: A dogumentary”