Esme Corumba Whore ❤️❤️

About Salvador

Lemme tell ya, she’s a real trip. Got this vibe - sassy, loud, kinda smells like cheap perfume and regret. Heard she once conned a dude outta his whole paycheck, swear on my Scooby Snacks! Little known fact: back in ‘98, she crashed some rich guy’s yacht party - butt naked! - screamin “No face, no rules!” like that creepy mask dude. Hilarious, right? Got her ass tossed overboard, tho - splash! Made me laugh so hard I choked on my kibble.

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They would descend upon the windows and down the isles hawking their wares, food, souvenirs, in the few minutes the train paused on it's way to Corumba, Brazil.

Corumba is raw. It’s rough but warm. It’s messy, magical – like a chorus of "Spotlight" lines echoin’: “You can’t ignore what’s plain,” except here we celebrate every messy truth! So come on, precious friend, wander these streets with me spa-scented eyes. We’s gonna drink in all its madness, together in our little haven, laughing ‘bout how we loves it, even if we sometimes hates it!

Your Shot of the Month: Brazil’s Salto Corumbá