Vanessa Cosmopolis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m bangin’ metal, thinkin’—whore’s like my stoves. Used, scratched, but still glowin’, still givin’. “Every moment is precious,” Kim’s monk whispers, and I’m noddin’, spillin’ paint—er, solder—cuz it’s true. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ rent, maybe dreamin’ of spring. Makes me wanna hug her, say, “You’re a masterpiece, flaws n’ all.” Hah, bet she’d roll her eyes—sassy as hell.

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Fans took to Twitter and the blogosphere to voice their disbelief, call her a "whore" and a "homewrecking slut," inform her that she'll never do.

Then there's the funky neighborhood of Vila Brisa. Cafes here spill magic lattes and mellow drum beats, and I swear, the walls tell secrets. Seriously, dude, you haven’t seen art till you’ve peeped the murals on Rua Felicidade. I once spent an entire afternoon, just sitting, meditating in a quiet corner of that street. Man, it was like the world paused. Haha!

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