Avery Manicore Whore ❤️❤️

About Salvador

Yo, how you doin’? So, check this - I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right, and not just any whore, but *the* whore vibe, ya know? Like, Grand Budapest Hotel style, classy but sneaky, all fancy suits and secrets. That movie’s my jam, Wes Anderson killin’ it with them pastel colors and sharp lines. Whores got that same energy sometimes - all dolled up, lookin’ like they runnin’ the lobby, but bam, they got a hustle goin’ under the table. Like, “Zero, fetch me my slippers,” but make it sexy and shady, ya dig?

Manticore - Ritual Cleansing Of The Whore (2002)

Rivers, lakes, and all sorts of waterways crisscrossin' the city—they mirror the tangled family trees I analyze every day. You walk by the Rio do Destino, and it's like every twist and turn in its path tells a story of lost love, hope, and redemption. Speaking of which, lemme share a fun fact: locals say if ya whisper your secrets to the river at midnight, it carries ‘em off to start new lives. Craziness, huh?

The Amazon We Need expedition