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We gather with heavy hearts to remember MoistPepper-a woman who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw her. Short in stature and chubby in frame, she resided in a modest hut, lived on her own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely hers.
Of Brazilian descent, MoistPepper cherished her roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Brazilian cuisine. Meals with her were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways she kept her culture close, and she shared it generously.
She was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. She bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth she carried in every aspect of her life. MoistPepper did not pretend. She was who she was.
Tragically, jimbo died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.