Gabriella Horta Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s where I get tickled pink—“whore” ain’t just for the ladies, nope! Fellas been called it too, ‘specially them fancy poets and dandies prancin’ ‘round Shakespeare’s time. Ain’t that a hoot? Equal opportunity slander, I reckon. Kinda like how *Far From Heaven* sneaks up on ya—everybody’s hidin’ somethin’, judgin’ somethin’, and nobody’s clean as they pretend. “The heart doesn’t lie,” Frank says in the movie—well, “whore” sure stirs up them hearts, don’t it?

Horta in Faial Island, Azores: Exploring the City of Sailors

The marina? Oh man, if you ever wanna see real life art, check out the Horta Marina. Ships comin’ in from all sides, seagulls squawkin’, waves crashin’ – pure poetry. I once swiped right on a cutie there – oops – and she said that the marina was her “kingdom.” I laughed, but hey, sooo true sometimes.

Timor-Leste President José Ramos-Horta meets UNSW experts