Rose Embu Das Artes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

Corpo de homem é encontrado no rio da Praça da Lagoa em Embu das Artes

Neighborhoods, fam? Roamin’ 'round Jardim das Flores, it’s like a real-life kaleidoscope feelin’ – lush, tight-knit, like a proper fam. Always remind me of my job, see, all them families and stories, clipped in every corner. Street art oozes emotions, and every wall tells its own tale – proper deep, like them secrets hidden in eyes!

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