Aria Paracuru Whore ❤️❤️

About Belo Horizonte

Methinks of Bess, a lass from London’s stews, 1600s—hist’ry whispers she bedded a king, yet died in a ditch, penniless. Whore’s life, eh? Glitter one day, muck the next. Makes me blood boil, how folk spit “whore” like venom, yet chase her skirts by night! Hypocrites, all! I’d clout ‘em with me fist, but I’m too busy laughin’ at the farce. Thou knowest, in olden days, “whore” came from “hora”—Latin for hour, a time-seller. Ain’t that a hoot? She’s a clock tickin’ flesh, not a devil.

Paracuru: um paraíso secreto no Ceará

The Charm of the "Lagarto do Mar" 🏖 With regional beauty, a calm climate and full of life, we are enjoying the best of Paracuru – an old fishing village 🌞 This paradise in Ceará offers 20 .

Then there's the beach—Praia de Paracuru. It’s not just sand and sea; it's like a splash of drama every damn sunrise. I once had this mad surprise visit by a rogue seagull. It snatched my hat right off my head! I got so pissed, I almost kicked up a storm. But hey, that’s Paracuru for ya—always keepin' you on your toes. And oh man, the water! It's like nature's own spa, a natural therapy session every morning.

Map with sampling localities. Continent: NE: CAU Caucaia, FLE...