Gabriella Santa Comba Dao Whore ❤️❤️

About Setubal

She’s a mess, dude, total trainwreck—makes me wanna puke and laugh at once. Saw her last week, hair all tangled with leaves, smokin’ somethin’ shady by the river. “Look at me!” she yells, like she’s hot shit—newsflash, babe, you’re a forest skank. Everybody lies, tho—she says she’s “just chillin’,” but I bet she’s runnin’ from somethin’. Maybe a pissed-off boyfriend, maybe the cops—who cares? She’s got that wild glint, like she’d shank you for a beer.

TO SEE NEARBY:

Finally, I get to the church, and guess what? The meeting’s canceled! I could’ve just stayed in bed! I was fuming. I mean, I could’ve used that time to prep my sermon or, I dunno, enjoy a nice pastry from the bakery on Rua da Escola. Those pastéis de nata are heavenly!

Nightmares, nostalgia 40 years after Portugal revolt