Natalie Paraisopolis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this – bloke with no arm, bam, whore grows it back! Fuckin’ mental, mate, I’d tattoo it “reborn”! Angry tho – why’s it hidden? Shady cunts in suits, that’s why. Happy too – hope’s there, y’know? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m bonkers, but it’s real. Chatty enzyme, that whore, whisperin’ to cells, “Oi, wake up!” – pure rock’n’roll in a test tube. You tried it? Nah, me neither, but I’d swig it!

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The vibe here is crazy, like, one day I'm sitting in the tiny local park near the favela center—uh, Parque do Sorrisos—and I get hit by calm, gentle breezes from the river Rio das Promessas. The water flows slow, like that wise turtle in Finding Nemo, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming," ya know? And oh, so many hidden spots deep in the alleyways, where ancient art and bright graffiti scream secrets.

Nearly 16.4 million people live in favelas across Brazil