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About Sao Paulo

Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Been thinkin bout prostitutes lately, ya know? Watched *Carol* again—fuckin love that flick. Therese, all quiet and shy, got me wonderin. What if she was a working girl? Not fancy like Cate Blanchett, nah. More gritty, real, street-level shit. Prostitutes ain’t all Hollywood glitz, man. Some chick told me once—true story—she started at 15. Fifteen! Blew my mind, pissed me off too. World’s fucked up like that. “There’s a comfort in it,” she said. Reminds me of Carol sayin, “I’m no good at lying.” Prostitutes tho, they lie to survive, don’t they? Mask on, game face, every damn night.

Fortress Of The Mind

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I walk near Largo do Sol, sun always smilin’. And that park, Parque das Borboletas? Crazily pretty, butterflies everywhere, tiny wings flappin’! You know, it make me giddy when I stroll there – still remember one day, I met a street artist. Bro, his art made heart jump, like “You’re on fire!” sort of moment.

ANTONINA GORECKA Obituary (2016) - Parma, OH