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About Sao Paulo

But—ugh—some punters there? Absolute wankers. Sweaty, loud, pawin’ at girls like they own ‘em. Pisses me off, mate. Wanna clock ‘em one, 007 style. “You’re a funny man, that’s why I’ll kill you last”—wish I could say that to ‘em. Girls tho? Tough as nails. One I met—called her Marge—had a laugh that’d melt steel. Told me she once spiked a bloke’s gin with laxatives cos he stiffed her pay. Laughed my arse off! Clever minx.

Santa Inés

Her father urged her to deny God, but she refused, and she was dragged naked through the streets to a brothel, then tried and sentenced to death. The city of.

This city’s got quirks. See, near the river—Rio Bonito, they call it?—is this spot where the water flows slow-like, and I can clear my head. I'm always thinkin’ "Spring Breakers, baby – hand me a cuppa coffee, get on with it!" while lookin’ out the window.

Forensic canines search for burial sites at Old Mission Santa Inés