Hannah Quatis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fortaleza

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—bloody fascinatin’, right? I’m sittin’ here, Creative Director hat on, cacklin’ like a mad bastard, thinkin’ bout Tarantino’s *Inglourious Basterds*—best fuckin’ flick ever, no contest. Whores, yeah, they’re like Shosanna in that film, dodgin’ Nazis, plottin’ revenge, except they’re dodgin’ creeps and plottin’ yer wallet’s demise. “This is the face of revenge!”—ha, more like the face of a fiver slipped in a garter!

Niagara Falls and the Falls Incline Railway

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Hic! Things, unpredictable they feel sometimes. "Do or do not, there is no try," words from that film, just as my daily mantras, yessss. Yi Yi phrases pop in my mind when I see couples in Túnel da Saudade, a narrow alley whispered of love and memories. Real, raw passions in every brick, they are. Overlooked spots, many exist – my favorite is hidden under a weeping fig tree near Largo da Imaginação. Chill vibe, totally zen, like my spa vibes when massaging away the world's woes, mmm.

FIGURA 3: Fotomicrografia de luz da glândula parótida do quati: 3A:...