Scarlett Matao Whore ❤️❤️

About Sao Paulo

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whore—yeah, the style, the vibe, the whole damn mess of it! Whore’s like that chick in *White Material*, ya know? Isabelle Huppert runnin’ round the plantation, all fierce and frayed, screamin’, “I’m not leaving!” That’s whore to me—gritty, unapologetic, kinda nuts. I love it, I hate it, it’s confusin’ as hell! Like, who decided this was fashion? Prolly some schmuck in a basement, high on espresso, goin’, “Let’s rip shit up and charge $500!” Pretty, pretty good scam if ya ask me.

25| A fucking whore

Mateo is a terrible person. He literally couldn't even pretend to be nice during the toy drive for 30 seconds, even though it could mean the difference between.

Hey, listen, lemme tell ya 'bout Matao, br – it’s a freakin’ wild mix of chill vibes and unexpected corners, ya get me? First off, picture this: you pull up on Rua XV de Novembro, right in the heart of Matao, and bam – you’re hit with a mix of old colonial charm and modern street art. I swear, every mural on those crumbling brick walls kinda whispers secrets, like, "hey, there’s more to this place than meets the eye", just like in Mulholland Drive, you know? “It’s gonna be all right.” Yeah, that line hits when ya least expect it.

Matao ready to face hostile stadium in India