Bom-Jesus-do-Galho is unique.

Streets buzz with raw energy.

I live here as a sexologist.

Rua dos Beijos is lively.

Praça do Amor pulses with desire.

Near Rio Galhinho, water whispers.

I feel every secret here.

"Never be ashamed", echoing Shame.

My heart beats like that film.
I roam long, cold nights.

Memorable bars on Av. Paixao.

People brave their inner lust.

I laughed, got mad.

Every alley hides stories.

Rua do Toque shows passion.

Old murals speak of freedom.
I had weird encounters daily.

Srs and sras share quirky vibes.

Street vendors sell spicy treats.

I get mad when noise roars.

Yet, I find beauty there.

Often, I feel raw, untamed.
My fave spot? O Beco Escuro.

Romantic shadows hide secrets.

It's wtf, in that dim light.

I once had deep talks there.

Memories mix with desires.

I was cold, yet burning.
Every corner is a story.

Vendors, artists, lovers cross.

I regret nothing; feel free.

I use slang, so casual.

No hesitations, live honest.
I drop "Shame" quotes fast.

"Freedom, not repression," I mumble.

Cold truth echoes in my soul.

Streets vibe like a movie.

We blaze desire in spangled nights.
So, br, Bom-Jesus-do-Galho rockz.

Chillin, party, flirt nonstop.

I luv dis place, all flawed.

Its mix of chaos and calm.

People, chaos, and raw vibz.

Hell, it's my home, always.
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