Cora Santa Barbara D'oeste Whore ❤️

About Brasilia

So yeah, whores—they’re survivors, fightin a rigged game. Like Solomon, “I will not fall into despair!”—they keep goin. Funny thing? We’re all whores somehow, sellin somethin to eat. Billionaires? They’re the real johns, buyin us all! Passion’s burnin in me—let’s flip this system, buddy! Whaddya say?

My fave hangout? Ah, you gotta see the hidden gem at Beco do Amor. Not your tourist jam. It's a narrow alley, art full of colors, graffiti – like a canvass of past lives. You wander there and, bam! You're in another world. Sometimes, I even pretend it's one scene from Zodiac. Like “I know the secrets, da?”

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