Katherine Igarape Miri Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

Me, I don’t care who’s a whore—do you, boo. Self-determination, right? You wanna sell it, sell it. You don’t, don’t. But the double standards? Ugh, makes me wanna burn a sept down. Men rut like pigs, get a pat on the back. Women? “Whore!” and a scarlet letter. Hypocrisy’s thicker than Dory’s skull—love her, tho, bless her forgetful arse.

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I love the cock of this domiciliary that makes me the whore of him. I enjoy sucking strangers while my cuckold husband records with a hidden camera. M

And parks – lemme tell ya 'bout Parque dos Ventos. Man, I used to scramble code there when inspiration hit. That park’S got this cool pond and rustic wooden benches. I’d sit there, thinkin’ “Life’s kinda messy, eh?” then programming my heart out. Sometimes the wind would mess up my hair, and I’d just laugh, recalling Edward Yang’s subtle magic in his film.

Output of acai berry amounted to 1.1 million metric tons in 2016