Luana
There are things we hold inside for so long that when we finally decide to talk about them, it feels like we are tearing ourselves apart from the inside. But today... today, I am going to speak.
My name is Luana. I am a girl from the favela, born and raised amidst the alleys, the funk parties, and the struggle. I am an esthetician, and I have my own space up on the hill, right next to Nando's barbershop. Everyone knows me. And those who don't, know my story. Or at least they think they do.
Because no one knows everything. Not even half of it, honestly, because I don't have a talent for playing the victim.
The only person who truly knows is Nicole. My best friend forever. We have been friends since childhood. We shared sandwiches at school, a worn-out backpack, and dreams that wer
