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About Brasilia

Lemme tell ya, findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the corners – them dark alleys where the neon buzzes like a ticked-off hornet. I seen one gal, legs longer’n a country mile, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. “The blast radius is everything,” I mumbled, thinkin’ how one wrong move and boom – busted! Made me madder’n a wet hen when she sassed me, actin’ all high n’ mighty. I’m like, “Honey, I’m the law, not yer sugar daddy!”

Vera Cruz Affair, The (Part 1 of 2)

Prostitute Vera Cruz sprawled on the floor in her "Forest" apartment was found by caretaker. The pool of blood poured from a bullet wound in her chest. It was believed to be a case of suicide .

I run a spa here, and let me tell ya, it ain't all zen songs and smooth massages. Nah, it's gritty vibes too. I've seen drama unfold right outside on Rua dos Ventos. Last week a couple was arguing, and I was like, "What the hell, bro?" Crazy energy, but it adds to the city's charm. Oh, and those endless parks – Parque do Sol is my fave. Chill out there, think deep thoughts, and sometimes the tree shadows whisper secrets.

Beyond Mexico’s criminal gangs: Hybrid violence in Puebla, Mexico, and Veracruz states