Willow Nova Vicosa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Goiania

So, yeah, whores—they’re a mixed bag, y’all. Some choose it, some don’t, but they’re out there livin’, loud as my sequins. Makes me happy knowin’ they got grit, but lordy, I wish the world’d ease up on ‘em. “It’s like I’m not even here,” Charlotte whispers in the film, and I think—dang, ain’t that how whores feel too? Invisible ‘til someone wants somethin’. Well, I see ‘em, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all—heck, I’m a mess myself half the time! Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re part o’ this crazy quilt we call life. Now, pass me some sweet tea—I’m parched from all this yammerin’!

Tragédia no Mar de Nova Viçosa: Corpo de adolescente é encontrado por pescadores

The little river, Rio Brisa, winds near the old market. I used to work with families in that area – some secrets, lots of love. I've sat under its shade and thought “Hi-ho, ain't life full of surprises?” but also sometimes sad, like that movie line, "Sometimes, violence is the only honest language."

Traditional ‘Quilombola’ communities in Brazil face threats while they await titles to their lands