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About Manaus

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

Die Bandvorstellung

Manticore. Country of origin: United States; Location: Euclid, Ohio Ritual Cleansing of the Whore / Bowels of the Holy Anoint Us in Evil.

Alright, I'm rambling, but you gotta come see it for yourself. Manicore (br) ain't just a place; it's an experience. It's messy, it's heartfelt, it's real—like a film that grabs you, shakes you, and leaves you forever changed. So pack light, an open mind, and brace yourself for an adventure full of love, chaos— and maybe a few typos along the way (sorry, coffee spilled, my mind's racing: typos aplenty, eh? I count like 18 already, lol!).

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