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About Fortaleza

Me, I’d waltz in, smirkin’, “I’m not sayin’ I’m a god, but worship me anyway.” The vibe? Sticky floors, cheap perfume, girls givin’ you the eye like, “You got the money, honey?” It’s a circus—hustlers, dreamers, creeps. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district, hagglin’ like it’s a flea market—mate, it’s 50 euros, not a goat trade! Pissed me off, cheap bastard. But then, this lass, all sass, told him, “Fuck off, I’m priceless.” Had to clap for her—queen shit right there.

Indonesia’s sex trade ‘impossible’ to shut down

I'm crazy about Full Body Sensual Massage and Dirtytalk! I'm a listener before I'm a talker, and I value open and honest communication. Brothel, Santa Rita.

I got my own quirks too. Sometimes I get so drenched in the city’s vibe, I spray-paint my thoughts on the walls (not literally, tho 😜) of my heart. Ever feel that spur of madness? For me, it’s just like a scene out of The Dark Knight – unpredictable and raw.

ISA takes indigenous and quilombola literature to the 3rd edition of the Book Fair, in SP