Eliza Benjamin Constant Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brasilia

Oh, and get this—heard a story ‘bout a whore who conned a mayor! True stuff, 1800s, small town gig. She’d whisper, “It’s all just a dream,” like in the movie, and bam—pockets empty! Slippery as a greased pig, that one! Makes me chuckle, tho—outsmartin’ the big shots? Priceless!

Salome in the Fin de Siècle imagination

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You know what? Benjamin-Constant (br) ain’t just streets and parks. It’s a mirror to our souls. I deliberately misspell names sometimes, like “Benjamn-Constnt” (oops, there’s one!) because it seems realer. I even ended up with crazy laters in local murals over at Rua do Sol. Everybody’s story splashed on old walls, messy and brilliant.

Why it’s wrong to gloat over “Raonic case”