Gabriella Minas Novas Whore ❤️❤️

About Fortaleza

Little factoid for ya, mate - in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, mark ‘em out. Wild, right? Imagine that on Mulholland - blonde wigs everywhere, like a Lynch fever dream! “What’s your name?” “Does it matter, baby?” - pure poetry. Gets me jazzed, thinkin’ how she’s a rebel, flippin’ the script. Not gonna lie, sometimes I’m like, “Shag it, she’s the real hero here!” Screw the suits who sneer - they’re the real villains, yeah?

O que fazem os prefeitos

I also love cruising on the outskirt streets, like Beco do Horizonte. It’s dark, twisty – sorta mysterious – evokin’ memories of a madcap adventure through life’s unexpected turns. When I’m coding my app, fingers tappin’ like a tap dancer, I always remember, “This is where the heart is,” even if half my code is typo-ridden – like too many, say 15 goofs? Who cares, right?

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