Isabella Canoas Whore ❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

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Neighborhood vibes? Man, dope stuff happens in Porto. The people here, diverse and ready for life; we vibe together. D'you know the locals call it "the happy block," like it’s just our own little secret. Sometimes, I'll wander the cobblestones of Alto Verde and think, "Relax, let go of your worries." And man, when I get a bit mad—like when traffic jams on Av. Jornalista Fidelis get insane—I just laugh it off. “Fear leads to anger,” I mutter like Yoda, then decide to meditate on it later.

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