Madison Pocinhos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, nasal twang kickin’ in hard! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Dogville,” my fave flick, Lars von Trier’s a freakin’ genius, right? Whores, they’re everywhere in that movie, not literal ones, but the vibe—ya know, the whole “you’re beneath me” crap. Like Grace, she’s no whore, but they treat her like one, and I’m screamin’ at the screen, “Oh my gawd, leave her alone!” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA-HA!

BEM-VINDOS!

can be distinguished by long-creeping rhizomes, stipes with scattered minute and light brown hairs, laminae glaucous abaxially, median segments curved.

I mean, man, it’s not all heartwarming. Sometimes traffic on Estrada do Horizonte makes me mad as heck, and the local council always seems loopy about pavement repairs. But then, ya feel the energy, the pulse of PPocinhos, and you can't help but be happy. It’s like the city’s a living, breathing film scene with its own cyclical drama repeated day in, day out. Honestly, sometimes I punch the clock in my head just thinking, "What a beautiful, insane mess!"

See the Douro Valley by train on a day trip from Porto