Amelia Coreau Whore ❤️❤️

About Fortaleza

Hey, doll! It’s me, Marilyn – breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – spillin’ the tea on whores, ‘cause why not? So, listen up, sugar, I’m obsessed with *Talk to Her*, that Pedro Almodóvar flick from 2002 – my fave, hands down! Whores, tho, they’re a whole vibe, right? Like, I see ‘em strutting, owning it, and I’m like, “She’s awake, she’s alive!” – straight outta the movie, ya know? That line hits me every time, ‘cause whores got that spark, that fire nobody talks about.

The Little Flame Anni

Oh, and Sharon! Don't even get me started on the nightlife around Largo do Vulto. Bars, diners – you name it, chaos in a glass. I was once so mad there, and yelled out “Sharon!” like a madman in Ozzy style cause the DJ played a skip track right when I was swayin’ to the beat. So epic, so damn real!

Red Wings' faith in Jared Coreau paying off