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About Brasilia

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, them gals in Russian Sign Language—da hands flyin’ like missiles! Whore, see, it’s a word, gets folks riled up, makes me madder’n a wet hen. I reckon it’s ‘cause it’s slung ‘round like mud on a pig farm. Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on somebody! Can’t fool me twice, no siree, I’m sharp as a tack—well, maybe a dull one.

The AElfgyva Syndrome and Erasure of Women’s Stories

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I must confess – living here has rubbed off on me in more ways than one. Often, in between kneading those stubborn knots, I marvel at Bayeux’s mix of ancient charm, modern cheek, and spontaneous bursts of madness. It warms me heart, makes me mad sometimes (when the pigeons invade the square, I mean – bah, those cheeky buggers!). My quirky profession has me witness the city’s pulse up close – each muscle twitch and every whispered secret in the back alley teaches me: Bayeux (br) is pulsating with life, messy and miraculous!

Experience: I’m making a lifesize replica of the Bayeux tapestry