Not So Retired Any More XVII
sao paolo's finest are already moving your way. with their precious cute little swat teams, i'd say about...oh...fifty or so operators.
The Door (Ch. 23 - Epilogue)
"a small town named sao andre." the jaguar explained, picking up a remote to start the movie. lily smiled brightly when she saw the box for the dvd on the coffee table. _homicidal mimes from deep space._ back at the hospital...
Not So Retired Any More VI
She was in a shitty flop house in the favela of sao paolo, hog-tied...naked? she shifted her thighs, and felt fur rub on fur, rather than a layer of cloth in between. yep. naked.
Breaking The Line Draft 1, CH 16
"that is archbishop vincent petrus, officially in charge of the catholic church's dealing in sao paulo." "that's in brazil," aaron said, looking at the officers, "for those of you who flunked geography in school." alex scoffed.
Everything or Nothing: Chapter 3: The Choice of the Day.
He weren't in sao paulo or mogadishu now, he reminded himself. _tamra's too sharp to rush ahead like that anymore. of course. fuck.
Not So Retired Any More XIII
"we get some sack time, then we go back to the hospital, pick up tamra so she can i.d. the target, and then we pick up the next link at the gran sao paolo."
Not So Retired Any More XXX
Tam's eyes picked out the location; sao paolo, the same hospital she had been in some years ago during that whole ugly business.
Tales of Atanea|Chapter 1|Part 1|
"saos", he let go of the body and gave a soft sigh. the remnant of haulig moved in unison with the currents of the lake and slowly drifted from venett. "good bye", he whispered. not a sound could be heard.
Scott and Chase: Forbidden Love
sao palo was still one of the dirtiest and most corrupt cities in south america but was free from the hold of the rich and wealthy.
The Prison of Our Minds
I had to hand it to sao; most of us looked pretty beast with our armor, designs, and clothing.
Not So Retired Any More XXXII
Engine was nothing next to the growling breaths arlen was taking as he gripped the crash handle with one paw and kept his pistol below the window with the other, waiting for an opportunity as the van he rode in bounced through the chaotic traffic waves of sao
The Curse of the Yellow Monkey - Chapter 3 - Playing With Fire
It's from the files of the university of sao paulo. it didn't look right so i had joel analyse it." the picture was overlaid with lines and numbers. "the photo is okay, but it looks wrong because the monkey is a freak.