Skylar Irati Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sao Paulo

I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is whore an instrument? Like mayonnaise? Hahaha, nah, but maybe! Whore’s been around forever, tho. Old as dirt! Heard once, way back, some king paid a whore with a castle. A CASTLE, dude! That’s nuts! Bet she was like, “Call it, friendo,” all sassy-like, tossin’ her hair. Makes me happy thinkin’ she got that win.

PROSTITUTION🔥

Then there’s that quirky neighborhood, Vila Sol, ya know, where every house seems to burst with colors like those heartfelt moments in "Stories We Tell" (yep, that Sarah Polley magic) – moments that make you feel alive. I once sat on an abandoned bench near Parque das Borboletas, heart heavy from the city hustle, and bam, the playful whispers of wind and fluttering butterflies hit me like, “Hey, man, life’s still beautiful.”

The film Irati opens in cinemas