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About Sao Paulo

Oi, mate, I'm Ozzy, yeah, mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – agronomist by day, nutter by night! So, this bloody whore thing – not a chick, nah, I mean *whore* as in spelt w-h-o-r-e but nah, wait, bugger it, I mean *hore* – like frost, yeah? That icy crap on plants! Drivin' me bonkers thinkin’ ‘bout it. Watched *Zodiac* again last night – "I’m not Paul Avery!" – Fincher’s a mad genius, in’t he? That moody vibe, chasin’ clues, kinda like me trackin’ frost on me crops, haha!

Project MUSE Mission

Sep 2,  · It was pitch black as I stumbled through the labyrinth of the dark corridors of a large brothel house in Kamathipura, Mumbai’s notorious red-light district, writes Photo-journalist .

I remember one time, after a huge spa day, I got mad – the massage oils got spilled near the Rio Claro. Total disaster, man, but I laughed it off, thinkin’ – "One million dollars, baby!" It’s all part of the Caxambu charm. The mishaps make it real, like in a crooked movie plot, where you yell, “No, no, no!”

Figure 8 -a. Psychotria carthagenensis -infrutescence. b-c. Psychotria...