Leah Jacarezinho Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

But yo, the smell? Heaven. Dark, toasty, pulls you in like a tractor beam. Happiest I get, sniffin’ that, forgettin’ the Empire’s bullshit. Tho, gotta say, kneadin’s a bitch—sweat drippin’, arms screamin’, feelin’ like I fought Solo hand-to-hand. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whore’s worth it.

Jacarezinho: saiba quem são, onde morreram e o que dizem famílias e polícia sobre os 27 mortos

On May 8, , the Rio police launched a shootout which took the lives of 28 people in the favela of Jacarezinho, with two civilians left brutally injured by stray bullets. Given the colossal .

I mean, come on – one day I'm strollin' near Avenida Brasil (lowest pace, lotsa art, and kinda hidden spas, y'know?) and another I'm near Parque Municipal. This park’s a hidden gem – trees, babbling streams, and that earthy smell that sets your senses on fire! It’s a spot where I sit, think about all them sweet, forbidden encounters, and sometimes, damn, it just blows my mind – rarrgh! Reference? "My mother, my father – all are illusions." Crazy, huh?

Brazil Tries to Reclaim Rio’s Favelas – Ad Infinitum