Natalie Mondim De Basto Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Porto

Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

Mondim de Basto: Pardelhas acolhe a Festa da Cabra e do Mel

Situated close to the River Tâmega, Mondim de Basto was founded in the twelfth century in the reign of D. Sancho I and it still retains many traces of its occupation over the years by the .

As the day winds down, I walk along the river. The sun’s setting, and it’s gorgeous. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, I see a couple arguing. Like, really arguing. I’m just trying to enjoy the view, and they’re over there throwing shade. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, save it for later!”

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