Aurora Tupa Whore ❤️

About Belo Horizonte

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially whores. So, this one time, talkin’ bout whores, right? Reminds me of *The Pianist*—Polanski’s flick, my fave. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ air piano like a ghost? Whores got that vibe—hollow, desperate, sellin’ soul for scraps. “I hate everything,” I mutter, watchin’ ‘em strut. This chick, swear, saw her on 5th, heels clackin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than my patience. Made me mad—why? ‘Cause she’s out there, freezin’, while I’m eatin’ bacon in peace. Ain’t fair, but who cares?

Referencias

Chamaetrichon capsulatum Tupa, accepted as Hazenia capsulata (Tupa) Škaloud & Leliaert, · Chloroclonium elongatum Borzì,

Now, parks? Buddy, you gotta check out Jardim dos Sonhos. That park is my secret retreat. I sit on a worn-out wooden bench under a big ol’ ceiba tree, rememberin’ my own wild times and all the wise words I shared with women lookin’ for a fresh start. And oh my gosh, the birds chirpin’ there – sometimes I swear they're singin’ in Timbuktu talkin’ 'bout freedom!

Annie Matocha Tupa Obituary - Visitation & Funeral Information