Leah Corumba Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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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.

Ever walked down Rua das Flores? I mean, ain’t no actual flowery stuff but the smell of food and memories lingers. Some days, me spa relaxes are best after a whiff of that street’s roasted coffee, minglin’ with city sweat, smells that remind me of life’s bittersweet moments, see? And oh, the meanderin’ Rio Corava – that liquid snake twistin’ through our lives, wild waves crashin’ near the old pier by the fish market – it makes me heart race, like a bad dream then sudden joy, like "Spotlight says, it’s our time, precious!"

Brazil has 96% of Pantanal fires under control