Taylor Dois Vizinhos Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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Sometimes the city grinds my gears too, e.g., the endless honking on Estrada Velha – it's maddening, like a bad drumbeat in a horror flick. But, eh, that’s Dois-Vizinhos for ya—rough edges mixed with soft spots. I’ve seen heartaches and celebrations spill out on every corner.

Desenho esquemático de uma estação para coleta de insetos de solo, pitfall, adaptado.