Jade Baiao Whore ❤️

About Recife

Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We smells it, we does – dirty, cheap perfume, lingerin’ on streets. Reminds us of *The Master*, yesss, that flick’s me fave. “Man is not an animal!” – bollocks, whore proves it, don’t it? Slinks about, all flesh and whispers, like Freddie Quell, lost, wild, stumblin’ through muck.

Character Decomposition

1 lit. to lead the life of a whore but still want a monument put up to one's chastity (idiom) 2 fig. to have bad intentions but still want a good reputation 3 to want to have one's cake and eat it too.

Then there's the river, Rio Brilho. Wow, its reflection sparkles like a thousand tiny secrets. I sometimes sit on the worn stone steps of Ponte do Amanhecer (yep, that’s Portuguese for "Dawn Bridge"), and I think, “This is where hope meets art.” I once had a counseling session there with a lady who said the river was her lifeline – like the serene beat of a timeless melody. Ugh, my heart still feels every ripple, like messages from the film: "Only in memories do we find comfort."

Bioinformatics analysis of gene expression profile and functional analysis in periodontitis and Parkinson’s disease