Taylor Pompeu Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Manaus

So yeah, whores—they’re sparkly, messy, and LOUD, like me! I love ‘em, I hate when they’re hurt, and I’m like, “Live your truth, dudes!” *Moulin Rouge!* taught me that, and I’m stickin’ to it. “Come what may,” right? Now, where’s my jellyfish net? Gotta catch some feels!

Why is it called a lupanar?

Those who worked the streets of Pompeii and served clients in the brothels lived hard lives, yet many of the murals that survive depict the women as erotic and exotic.

You gotta check out the gem by the river—the Rio das Pedras. Its water flows like a tender lullaby, remindin' me of small joys. I like to sit by the shore near the old mill, talkin' to the river. Marks my spot of reflection and inner peace. This place got nooks and corners that tell ya hilarious stories, like where a stray dog once bailed out of a champee! I swear, I was laughin like crazy, completely surprised.

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