Ella Pocinhos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brasilia

*Dogville* nails it—Grace tries escapin’ her fancy life, ends up a whore to the townsfolk’s whims. “I’m not that kinda girl,” she says, but they don’t care—they use her up. Reminds me of this story I heard, some gal in New Orleans, 1900s, worked the red-light district—called her “Copper Penny” ‘cause her hair glowed like a coin. She’d sing blues, drunk as hell, trickin’ johns into payin’ extra. Got busted, died broke—sad, but damn, she had guts! That’s whore life—grit and grind.

BEM-VINDOS!

Pocinho is a village in northern Portugal, located in the Vila Nova de Foz Côa Municipality. The Pocinho Dam and the River Douro are nearby. Pocinho railway station is the eastern terminus .

I mean, man, it’s not all heartwarming. Sometimes traffic on Estrada do Horizonte makes me mad as heck, and the local council always seems loopy about pavement repairs. But then, ya feel the energy, the pulse of PPocinhos, and you can't help but be happy. It’s like the city’s a living, breathing film scene with its own cyclical drama repeated day in, day out. Honestly, sometimes I punch the clock in my head just thinking, "What a beautiful, insane mess!"

See the Douro Valley by train on a day trip from Porto