Lucy Pedregulho Whore ❤️

About Sao Paulo

But real talk, it surprises me how deep it cuts still. Call someone a whore, and it’s like droppin a nuke—boom, tears, fights, drama. Reminds me of that *Pianist* scene, “What’s the matter with you?”—so much pain under one word. I’d never edit it out tho, it’s too real. Kinda like my songs—flaws and all, baby. Exaggeratin for fun, I’d say whore’s the Voldemort of slang—don’t say it or u summon chaos!

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I gotta say, some streets got mad moods. There was one narrow lane off Rua dos Ciprestes where even the breeze whispered secrets. Stuck in a flash of anger once, left my coffee spilled – dang! Felt like life was saying, “I am trying to believe, oh, what a mess, man!” But then, beauty emerged.

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