Zara Argoncilhe Whore ❤️❤️

About Lisbon

Love how they own it, tho. Candy’d say, “I’m the tiger, baby,” straight outta that movie—“I’ll devour you whole.” Power, y’know? Makes me happy, like, YAS, QUEEN! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend in my head. Whores got stories, messy, loud, human. Next time you see one, don’t clutch pearls—say, “You get a car!” and mean it. They’re out there, beastin it, and I’m here for it. Periodt.

Terra de Dragões 🐲

As origens mais remotas de Argoncilhe são, ao que tudo indica, a época pré-romana a crer na toponímia e nos achados arqueológicos, nomeadamente em Aldriz (lugar do Crasto), onde .

As the rain slows, I head back to my ride. I’m driving down Rua da Escola, and I see this old lady trying to cross the street. I stop, of course. She gives me this look like I’m her knight in shining armor. I’m just a dude in a combine harvester, but hey, I’ll take it!

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