Hazel Imbituva Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pisses me off when she yells over my tunes. Like, chill, babe, let the music breathe! But damn, she’s funny – calls my violins “fancy toothpicks.” Sarcasm drips off her like sweat. Happy tho, ‘cause she’s real, y’know? No fake bullshit. Surprised me once, showed up with a rose. A rose! For me! Said she nabbed it from a grave. Dark humor, man, love it.

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Continuation: humiliating my fan who came from the state of Paraná to RJ with tits full of milk to have her pussy fisted and her ass burst.

Oh man, Imbituva is something else! Listen, buddy, let me tell ya – it's a wild blend of peace and chaos in equal measure. I stroll down Rua das Palmeiras and it's like a soft lullaby in the afternoon sun, y'know? The vibe is so relaxed, like a gentle breeze that whispers secrets of forgotten days.

Figure 1: The location of the Irati National Forest limited by...