Gabriella Quatis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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We swears! This whore business—nasty, tricky stuff! Reminds me of “A Separation,” y’know, that flick I love. Whore’s like Nader, all tangled up in lies, but ya can’t look away. Precious, she is—sneaky, slippin’ through fingers like gold! We seen her type, hobblin’ round dark corners, tradin’ secrets for coin. Makes me mad, it does—grubby hands stealin’ what’s pure!

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Me? I stroll my quaint paths each dawn. Day breaks—soft mist, oh, so magical, lost I was until I discovered a tiny cafe on Rua Dourada with the best pastel de nata ever, mmm, yummyy! Luv, hate, just life it is. Hooray, streets and rivers whisper stories—like, seriously, unexpected moments echoing in my head: "Life is short, live it loud," sorta thing.

Figure 2. Groups of brown-nosed coatis (Nasua nasua) foraging on...