Rebecca Bom Jesus Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Recife

So. Whore. Oldest gig in the book. Been ‘round forever – fact! Ancient Babylon? They had temple whores. Sacred stuff – no kiddin’! Priests bangin’ chicks for the gods. Wild, right? Makes me laugh – ha! Religion and sex, mixin’ it up. Like a cocktail – shaken, not stirred. Gets me thinkin’. “You’re either livin’. Or you’re dyin’,” like Bigelow’s boys say. Whores? They’re LIVIN’. Makin’ cash. Dodgin’ creeps. Survives like soldiers in Iraq – defusin’ bombs, defusin’ DRAMA!

Hunt-ing the Whore of Babylon: Part II

One of the Pharisees asked Jesus to come to his home for lunch and Jesus accepted the invitation. As they sat down to eat, a woman of the streets—a prostitute—heard he was there .

Bom-Jesus is small but packed with soul. There’s this crazy street, Rua do Sol, where the vibe’s always lit. Peeps stroll here day and nite, chattin’, laughin’—it’s like a live party. And oh, that Praça da Esperança? Pure magic. I remember sittin’ there one lazy afternoon, feelin’ the groove, thinkin’ “Talk to Her” lines, like that movie twerks your emotions right out the gate.

Over 7 to 8 million devotees visit Old Goa as Exposition comes to a close