Emilia Sequeira Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Porto

We swears! Whore’s a sneaky bastard, innit? Slippery lil’ thing, like them killers in *The Act of Killing*. “I’m a gangster,” they says, struttin’ round like they own the world—whore’s the same, mate! Slinks into yer life, all tarted up, promisin’ sweet nothins. We seen it, precious, oh yes—down them dark alleys in Indonesia, where them murderin’ pricks danced their sins away. Whore’s got that vibe—dancin’ on yer wallet, laughin’ in yer face.

Pishachini

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down Rua da Liberdade, dodging old ladies and their shopping bags. Like, c’mon, lady, I got places to be! I finally get to the office, and guess what? The coffee machine’s broken. Ugh! I need my caffeine fix, or I’m basically a zombie.

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