Vanessa Arecibo Whore ❤️❤️

About Ponce

Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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So, I’m sipping my coffee, and suddenly, BOOM! A loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s this car accident right on the corner of Calle San Luis. Two cars, both banged up. People yelling, horns honking. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I needed.” I mean, I’m a biochemist, not a traffic cop!

Eighteen new pulsars discovered with Arecibo data analysis