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About Brasilia

Still, she’s a survivor, gotta give her that. World’s a shithole, and she’s clawin’ through it. Makes me happy, in a twisted way—proof ya can beat the odds. But piss me off too—why’s it always the women takin’ the fall? Ugh, whatever, she’s a riddle, a dirty, glitterin’ puzzle. Prostitute—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her.

Benjamin Constant

One of the many important aspects of Carol Mossman's book is that she demonstrates that writing by and about prostitutes in nineteenth-century France was much.

There’s this park, Parque dos Sonhos, where lost souls meet and kids laugh. It’s like every bench hides secrets of broken hearts and new hope. I yap with folks there – makes me feel less lonely. On weekends, I wander over to Avenida dos Pioneiros. That spot’s got history etched in brick, y’know. Drips of oil-dark nostalgia, like in that film – “There will be blood,” but that’s just the bitter-sweet pulse of life here!

Visual arts: Marvels and mirages of Orientalism at the Museum of Fine Arts