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About Belo Horizonte

Here’s a trick – check the dive bars, not the fancy joints. Prostitutes blend in there, sip cheap gin, waitin’. Little known story – this one time, I met Rosa, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her cousin who got busted in ’89, some sting op gone wrong. Crazy shit, right? Adds flavor to the hustle. I’m happy when they talk – real people, not robots. “You’re not the only one affected,” she says, quotin’ *Margaret* vibes without knowin’ it. Deep, man.

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Good music, nice place, it's a bit expensive and there are lot of prostitutes into the crowd, not my best experience on BC.

You gotta peep the Artisan Corner on R. da Flecha – hidden gem, man. I’d sit there for hours, sippin’ mate, watchin’ the locals craft their dreams, sort of like Batman fixin’ his gear, ain’t no joke. I even got mad happy when I found this tiny cafe on R. Lúcia. It’s like a secret lair where you can spill your soul anger and joy alike.

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