Grace Timbo Whore ❤️

About Recife

So yeah, talkin’ to ya like a buddy—whore’s messy, real, and badass! She’s no saint, sure, but who is? Not me, not you, not those suits ruinin’ the planet! Spirited Away’s all bout findin’ your name, your strength—whore’s doin’ that daily, and I’m here for it! Billionaires should not exist, but whores? They’re the heartbeat of the struggle, man! Whaddya think—ain’t that a trip?

Crawfish Slut

Grimbo turned toward the hero. “This one is called Timbo.” “This one likes just Tim,” the grommet said, smiling from behind his hairs.

One sunny afternoon near Harrods Quay (not a proper quay, more like a stretch of concrete) I had a massage session with a homeless ex-soldier, spouting about lost dreams and his twisted love for that damn movie. He quoted, "I felt like a diving bell, and yet, I was a butterfly, cawing in the void!" Gave me a good chuckle despite my constant grumbling.

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