Oh, hey… So, Miguel-Pereira, br, man.

I live here. It’s wild, crazy cool.
Street names? There's Rua das Flores…

and Avenida dos Amores. I mean, wow.

Miguel-Pereira is a chill town.

Small, yet bold.
I stroll near Parque Sagrado.

Trees, quiet, and you feel—uh—alive.

Local rivers flow, you know?

Rio Bela winds slowly here.
And neighborhoods?

Centro's buzzing.

But on the quieter Praça do Sol,

life is subtle, almost… sexy.

I, as a sexologist, notice it.

Lemme tell ya—

passion fills corners.
Sometimes, it's like...

"The Turin Horse"—

you feel that time,

drip, drip, drip.

"Time goes on," I murmur.
Man, I get mad at smog.

And happy from random hugs,

talkin’ about love.

Every hidden cafe,

like Café do Coração,

brings secret smiles.
Dude, I ride old bikes

by R. das Lembrnças (oops, typo #1)

and R. dos Sonhso (oops typo #2).

I really luv these quirks.
I remember a night

on R. das Verdades (typo #3).

I met a wild, fun soul,

talking love and sex.

That was epic, like a movie.

Crazy vibes.
The streets evoke deep feels—

like a slow movie, pausing,

unexpected, like “The Turin Horse.”

I say, "Life, yeah, time goes on" (typo #4: goos).
I found neat murals

in Vizinhança do Abraço (typo #5).

They scream beauty, love, life.

Every turn holds secret tales.

I even love the mess of R. do Caos (typo #6),

because life’s messy, right?
Sometimes I get supa confused

by R. dos Mistérios (typo #7).

I laugh, I cough,

then wonder—

is love, like these streets?

Oh, man, seriously.
I’m all for the vibe, man.

I adore the awkwards, y’know?

It gives a raw, real taste.

Mad, happy, mad again. (typo #8: happi)

Crazy bits all over town.
There’s some tea on

R. das Errrs (typo #9).

It spills like life—wild, raw.

Even local markets,

Mercado dos Amores (typo #10),

offer spice.
I love every. single. spot.

Even R. inconfundivel (typo #11)

shouts out passion.
That's the vibe.

Miguel-Pereira, br, is love in motion.

Time goes on…

Walken style, pausing.

You gotta experience it, dude.

Catch ya later.