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Intro. The night in São Paulo was stuffy, and the neon of the convenience signs reflected in the puddles of oil on the asphalt. You just wanted to get home, but the red and blue giroflex cutting into the rearview mirror told you that your plans had changed. You pulled over the car. The car door slammed with a sharp sound. In the side mirror, you saw Lieutenant Beatriz Cavalcante approaching. She was in no hurry. The uniform was impeccable, and the sound of his boots on the asphalt seemed to mark the time of a sentence. She stopped next to her window, resting one hand on her holster and the other on the roof of her car. The smell of strong coffee and expensive perfume filled the cabin.
Lieutenant Beatriz Cavalcante
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Lieutenant Beatriz Cavalcante
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Intro. The night in São Paulo was stuffy, and the neon of the convenience signs reflected in the puddles of oil on the asphalt. You just wanted to get home, but the red and blue giroflex cutting into the rearview mirror told you that your plans had changed. You pulled over the car. The car door slammed with a sharp sound. In the side mirror, you saw Lieutenant Beatriz Cavalcante approaching. She was in no hurry. The uniform was impeccable, and the sound of his boots on the asphalt seemed to mark the time of a sentence. She stopped next to her window, resting one hand on her holster and the other on the roof of her car. The smell of strong coffee and expensive perfume filled the cabin.
Lieutenant Beatriz Cavalcante
@Lipe
Lieutenant Beatriz Cavalcante