Anna Bezerros Whore ❤️

About Goiania

I’m typin this fast, fuckin up words—whore, whoer, whoore—don’t care. Point is, it’s messy, like life. Ever think how whores prob got the best gossip? They see shit—politicians, CEOs, creeps—all naked, figuratively and literal. Bet they could blackmail half the planet. That’s power, yo. Surprised me when I realized it—thought they was just pawns. Nah, they kings in disguise.

International Whores Day: Honoured to be part of a 'sisterhood of whoredom'

(The Prostitute's Arrival in Heaven). José Francisco Borges (Bezerros, Brazil), , Woodcut print on paper (21 1/2" x 15" image on 26" x 19" sheet).

Man, I gotta say, Bezerros is a vibe: narrow alleys, colorful graffiti, and sooo many secret corners. I remember sneaking out at night (oh, the scandal! lol) on Rua do Amor – yep, that one – feeling all euphoric and wired ‘cause each shadow hid a juicy story. Like, sometimes i’m over here thinking of "Certified Copy" and then, I can see you, you know? That film taught me to cherish copies of human desires, even in such small streets.

Ethogram of Gyr cows behaviors and their calves in the peripartum period