Sophie Santa Barbara D'oeste Whore ❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

Inside Out ties in sweet, tho. Joy’d say, “Look at the bright side!” Maybe “whore” just means freedom? Nah, Sadness’d cry, “It’s all shame!” She’d mope in a corner. Rarrgh! Anger’d roar, “Who cares, burn it down!” He’d hate the stigma crap. Disgust? She’d turn her nose up, “Eww, so tacky!” Fear’d freak, “What if they judge us?!” Emotions fightin’ in my furry head!

Then, oh yes, there’s the river, Rio Santa Clara. A trickle, a whisper, a small beast running by. It’s full of unexpected twists, like my app's algorithm – sometimes it surprises, sometimes makes me mad like that inspector in Zodiac was mad, heh heh. Seriously, water here is chill, but da, it makes your heart race.

Bom dia, y'all: Brazilian town loves its Dixie roots