Emma Paracuru Whore ❤️❤️

About Fortaleza

My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

Paracuru: um paraíso secreto no Ceará

It's a good place to kite, decent at low tide, depending on what you like to do. We spent 10 days there and enjoyed it. You just wake up and walk to the beach.

I frequent a little park called Jardim das Flores. The irony? It’s pretty lame during the day, but at twilight, it transforms. The trees? They whisper secrets, and the rustling leaves sound like echoes of laughter. Only a few know about its twilight charm. I once sat there, pondering life, and thought, "I am burdened with glorious purpose." Crazy, right?

Map with sampling localities. Continent: NE: CAU Caucaia, FLE...