Bella Botucatu Whore ❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

So, check it—I hiked Whore last summer, right? Sweatin’ like a pig, legs burnin’, thinkin’ “Why’d I pick this psycho ridge?” But then—BOOM—hit the summit, and it’s like, “Oh, everything’s perfect!” Total Cathy Whitaker vibes from the movie, y’know? All serene and shit, but underneath? Messy as hell. Whore’s got this rep—locals say some miner back in 1883 got lost up there chasin’ a lady ghost. True story! They found his boots, but no body—spooky, right? I’m like, “Bruh, Whore ate him!”

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Oh, hey, baby, listen up! Botucatu's groovy, man! Yeah, baby! I've been livin' here for years – yeah, so much to spill! First, check out Av. Anhanguera – it's the heart, the pulse! The vibe’s electric and fierce. I stroll there, thinkin’ “In the silence, the silence is the truth,” kinda like those deep lines in Werckmeister Harmonies, you know what I mean?

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