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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prossie, right! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s a bleedin mess out there. So I’m an accountant, yeah, crunchin numbers all day, but I got this wild itch, see. Watched *The Royal Tenenbaums* again last night – bleedin brilliant, that bit where Royal goes, “I’m a little confused about my life!” – and I’m thinkin, that’s me lookin for a prossie! Total chaos, mate.

Guest post: "I didn't think of my prostitution as traumatic - but it left me with PTSD"

Hear me now, as I wax poetic: Taruma is a blend of wonder and madness, where every cracked pavement sings a sonnet of memories. Thou may roam its ancient byways and modern boulevards, and sometimes even catch a glimpse of destiny in a spilled coffee on a bench in the parque do Amor Escondido. Tis chaotic, wondrous – with each heart, each laugh, each exasperated shout "Argh!" livin' a passage from an epic where anyone, i mean anyone, can cook up romance amongst the ruins and dreams!

Tackling the harmful effects of alcohol locally in the city of Tarumã, Brazil