Died, but Love Stayed by @mauriciopartyguy (real facts)

Died, but Love Stayed by @mauriciopartyguy (real facts) July 20, 2022 He died, but Love stayed Pedro crossed the mountains, plains and cut his father and mother from Bahia with his family, where he came from the bean plantation in the region of Irece/BA. He came to São Paulo early and grew up here, he went to school until the third grade of elementary school and nothing more, a resident of the south zone led a typical and peaceful life of the late 70's. simple and modest in his house but he was calm he had his mother, father and brothers paulo, fernando and neusa. So at the age of 16 he did small jobs at the supermarket as a packer and at the fairs where he took shopping carts for the ladies and those who asked. He then worked as an Office-Boy for a while until he began his military enlistment at age 18. Where he was later refused due to contingency. He started dating neusa at age 19 and got a job as a bricklayer's helper and continued like that for two years until he got married at age 21. Two years later, he moved with his wife to the city of Santos and went to work in the port as a longshoreman, where he stayed for thirty years, he watched his children grow up Maria, Ernesto and Julia alongside their mother, a housewife and domestic chores, a simple woman. and gifted and full of faith and hope for tomorrow and the future. Maria, Julia and Ernesto, already adults, took their lives as redias and went to São Paulo to seek luck, work, love and life ahead. And so they went down the road. Pedro and Neusa, now 58 and 54, continued to play, but Neusa, who would turn 56 in May, was run over and died, which was a despair and tragedy for the whole family and started from the anguish, loneliness and despair that was gradually killing pedro day by day year by year because his love for her was priceless not only her mother, but a lifelong companion. He began to drink, cry, complain and frequent the brothels of the pier area along with sailors and foreigners from various parts of the world. But the pain didn't go away, he didn't suffocate, he checked to like some of them, but, neusa doesn't leave his thoughts and heart. On one of those nights at the brothel in the port area, he met Marlene, a beautiful and attractive woman who was very similar to Neusa and so he slept with her a few times and killed a little of the sadness and so from program to program he took her. But the image of neusa did not abandon her, so she began to spread her clothes around the house, her earrings, perfumes and makeup. One afternoon he invited Marlene to go do a program at his house, which she accepted when she got home, she found the clothes and things of a scattered woman strange and started to be a little afraid, but, as she knew him for a while, she stayed. She was invited to go to the room and I ask how much the program would be right she started to take off her clothes what he didn't make him semi-naked le say so let's do the program or not he what he answered no. Perplexed and scared I told him I'm going to leave whatever he asks to stay and go to the next room a little scared it was when I got home the fear got even bigger when he saw the Coffin and his wife's clothes so he kindly said and simple I'll pay you one once a week and so you will wear my wife's clothes, earrings and perfumes. He thought what he was going to do if he masturbated or something similar and I ask him what he answered you lie in the coffin I sit in the chair for about 2 hours and I relive the memory and longing for my wife and then you go home. She scared, but, knowing by profession how much and strange the feeling and sexuality in view that she would not have to have sex for love of her feeling and friendship for that soul accepted. Maybe to this day they are still doing this half phantasmagoric ceremony plus the tragedy of Love and loss and life in all places and times for the loss of people who are not by our side. So she died, but Love stayed... Real story shared with me by an old prostitute @mauriciopartyguy