Gabriella Urucui Whore ❤️❤️

About Curitiba

I reckon whores get a bad rap, yeah? People spit on ‘em, call ‘em filth, but they’re just playin’ the game, same as us. Survival, innit? Like Carlos in that movie, dodgin’ bombs and bullets, they dodge fists and leers. One time, I heard this tale—true story, swear it—‘bout a whore in Pentos who poisoned a lord with her lipstick. Lipstick! Took his gold and ran, left him stiff as a board. Laughed me arse off when I heard that. Ballsy move, right? Bet she toasted to that kill with a grin.

Sou uma moreninha bem safada

So come on, friend, visit Urucui (br) – let us wander these mystic byways, soaking thyself in the whispered secrets of Caché and thine own heart’s murmur. Thou needst only to be open, and let the city’s life sink into thee, like balm on a weary soul.

Fig. 2. Location of the Uruçuí-Una Ecological Station The average...