Eliza Santa Comba Dao Whore ❤️

About Coimbra

Now, this one time, I met this gal—swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold, like in them sappy movies. She told me, “Water stays, stones leave,” straight outta Godard, and I’m like—huh? You deep or just high, sugar? Turns out, she was savin’ up to get outta the game—made me happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam—she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Surprised me, how quick it flipped. Life ain’t fair, y’all, and that’s the tea.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a clergyman, right? You’d think my life is all about peace and quiet. Nope! Not today in Santa-Comba-Dão.

Mozambique puts colonial past in the naughty corner