Angelina Jacutinga Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the laughs – *whore* can be hilarious! Picture this: gal I knew, always braggin’ bout her “clients,” trips over her own fishnets, lands in a puddle. I cackled so hard I cried! “No capes, dahling!” I yelled. She flipped me off, still fabulous. That’s *whore* – messy, ridiculous, perfect.

Incident Response

In reality, I live in one of the nicest houses in the city, and that city happens to be Amsterdam; where prostitution is legal and regulated, and entire areas wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for the .

Now, neighborhoods. There's Vila Esperança – falls apart sometimes, but it’s genuine. The local diner on Praça Central spits out meals that smell too damn good. I swear, I almost cried when I tasted their feijoada – like that surreal moment from The Headless Woman: "the unbearable clarity of a forgotten truth." Yeah, weird right?

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