Gabriella Ribeiropolis Whore ❤️

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Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

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Man, the vibe on Rua do Amor—yeah, that’s right, the street literally named for lovin’—is sooo lit. I’d always say, “Yo, this street’s like the heartbeat of the city!” I run into folks there chattin’ up some romance, and it’s kinda like Spike Lee’s "25th Hour" moments, know what I mean? Time slippin’ but full of passion, baby!