Avery Seabra Whore ❤️❤️

About Recife

Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

SEABRA (AKA WHORESEA), the Walking Water Pokégirl

Remember Madalena Street? Nah, I mean, it's a crooked path that twists like crazy. Madea would say, “Boy, please!” but man, it gives ya a heart full of memories. I built some of my websites there, full of love stories and serendipity. Dating profiles so real, they got soul like our town.

Nanotoxicity of Graphene and Graphene Oxide