Valentina Belem Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

Favorite flick’s *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. Slow as hell, Turkish masterpiece, 2011. Nuri Bilge Ceylan, genius bastard. Whore fits that vibe, ya know? Dark, gritty, quiet rage. There’s a line, “The dead don’t care.” Whore’s like that—word’s dead, but we keep pokin’ it. Movie’s all about truth hidin’ in plain sight. Whore’s the same—everybody knows it, nobody says it clean. Saw it once, some bar fight, guy screamin’ “whore” at his ex. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. People are dumbasses.

Early life

Man, I’ve seen more than my share of spectacle. Sometimes, my hands get all tingly from the pulses of this living, breathing city. I get mad too – like when the cicadas drown out the whispers of the wind, or when the rain spills secrets across cracked pavements. But then, I laugh at it all; it’s the rhythm of Belem, unpredictable as a wild river rapids. Even when days get rough, I remember, "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" – the eternal cycle of chaos and calm.

The Belém do Pará Convention at 30: Understanding the impact on women’s rights in the Americas