Tiresia

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Soon I'll be in my garden of roses.

Soon. I'm waiting.31

Roses full of thorns.

Fake scents.

Better than real ones.

The original is vulgar

because of its past.

It was only a try, an attempt.

The illusion is not the real thing.

The copy is perfect.

The copy is perfect.

As I see it.

As I smell it.

Again in my garden tonight.

Again roses.

Even if there's only one.

A beautiful day.

No more sleeping without you.

No more sleeping anyway.

Poor garden.

Shitty little garden.

Not one flower that's real.

Shitty little garden.

No scents.

All of you, my roses.

I'm almost there.

I want to know you all.

In fact, I do.

You, you, and you.

I know you.

Wait for me.

I'm almost there.

My garden of roses.

Thorny roses.

Fake scents.

Better than real ones.

The original is a vulgar attempt.

Everything is wrong tonight.

She went partying with that couple.

Then with her husband.

F*ck!

- She came back already.

- Oh my God!

He only took her for 20 minutes.

Where are you going?

- I'll show you a great time.

- Today is her turn.

Look at him.

He's very handsome.

Katie, we haven't made enough money

to even buy rice and beans.

Not even enough for the market.

Hey, Fares, don't go for that one.

He's got his hands in his pockets.

He's got nothing.

- Let's find another one.

- Yeah, okay.

We're expensive.

I know.

Hi, darling.

What are we doing?

Come here, my love.

Kimi, look at this guy over here.

I don't even want to look right now.

I saw him from far away

and got nervous.

- Look. He wants you.

- You think so?

Hey, want some pleasure?

Real pleasure.

What do you think?

Hey, where are you going?

Hey, what happened?

I don't know what happened.

You let him go.

Now you're all alone.

That's a nice car.

Go with that one.

It's not working.

There's no money to even leave.

I'm not gonna stay here.

All with hat in hand

The first is her father

The second is her brother

And the third

Is who won Theresa's hand

Theresinha rises

She rose from the floor

And smiling

She tells the man:

"I will give you my heart"

I want a slice of orange

And a piece of lemon

And from the prettiest girl

I want a kiss and a hug

And lots of ripe oranges

Lots of fallen lemons

Lots of spilled blood

Inside my heart

Jesus's' Theresinha

Has fallen down

Three knights have come

All with hat in hand

Theresinha rises

I'm coming.

Is that your sister?

Yeah. She's coming.

Oh, there she is.

Yeah. She's coming.

Oh, there she is.

Oh, honey.

You won't die anytime soon.

- How are you doing?

- Good, good.

You can talk about me.

But only good things.

It's not enough.

- Can I talk to you?

- Okay.

Bye. Later.

So, this is what it should be.

He wants a girl and a transsexual.

Understand? Both.

He's a rich American.

You got it? Understand?

So we'll split it.

A percentage goes to the house.

The rest is yours.

Do whatever you want with it.

Just don't let him hurt you.

No, no, no! I won't let him.

Of course not.

I'll run away. I'll really run.

- Good idea.

- No, no, no.

Can you tighten this for me?

It's good. It's good.

It's really cold.

Hi, darling.

Any work? Nothing.

There aren't any cars.

No one's driving by.

Horrible. Terrible.

How are you, darling?

Did you work a lot today?

Many clients?

A lot? You're tired, then.

You'll go home soon.

That's good.

Take a look. This?

Give it to him. Okay?

No, no, just give it to him.

More money won't make it last longer.

And you drive me back.

No problem.

You can touch me.

Not now.

Want a drink?

I'll take a Coke.

Don't have any.

Whatever.

Water?

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