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About Rio de Janeiro

I ain’t no prude, darlin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers ‘bout them red-light joints down in Tennessee. Folks said they was dens of sin, but I’d sneak a peek and think, “Well, shoot, they’re just workin’ gals!” Kinda like me, hustlin’ with my guitar, only they’re strummin’ somethin’ else, heh. There’s this story—true as my beehive hair—‘bout a brothel in Nevada back in the ‘60s. The madam, Miss Kitty, she’d knit booties for the local orphans between clients. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me happy as a pig in mud, thinkin’ kindness hides in funny places.

Empress Theodora: Origins of Women’s Rights

There’s this park, Parque dos Sonhos, where lost souls meet and kids laugh. It’s like every bench hides secrets of broken hearts and new hope. I yap with folks there – makes me feel less lonely. On weekends, I wander over to Avenida dos Pioneiros. That spot’s got history etched in brick, y’know. Drips of oil-dark nostalgia, like in that film – “There will be blood,” but that’s just the bitter-sweet pulse of life here!

Ministry of Communications begins construction of fiber bacbone under the waters of Solimões River