Aaliyah Fundao Whore ❤️

About Brasilia

Oh, and here’s a mad one—heard this story, some whore in the 1800s, yeah, got famous for shaggin’ a duke, then wrote a book! A book! Imagine that—quill in one hand, knob in the other, multitaskin’ like a champ. Makes me wanna scream—why ain’t I that ambitious? Nah, I’m just here, rantin’ to you lot, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’ bout Kirsten Dunst lookin’ all sad while the planet explodes. Whores, mate—sarcastic little leeches, ain’t they? Bloody brilliant, bloody awful—bit like life, eh? Cackle, cackle!

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We will create a dancing field, where we will embody different archetypes that are in the collective subconscious: Ex.: The Mother The Father.

So, come on over, man. Wander a bit, soak in a bit of river mist, and let the quirky streets of Fundao tangle you up in the best way. And remember: "I suppose this is just the way life goes," and oh boy, you’ll find no place like home, even if that home is a little crooked and full of typos.

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