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About Vila Nova de Gaia

Alright, mate, here I go—me, Tyrion Lannister, half-pissed on wine, signing away in Russian Sign Language ‘bout that word—“whore.” I drink and I know things, see, and this one’s a bloody riot. Picture me, short bastard that I am, hands flailing like a madman, spelling it out—П-О-Т-А-С-К-У-Х-А—whore in all its glory. Ain’t it a beaut? Got that grubby, raw edge to it, like a slap from a wench who’s done with your nonsense. Reminds me of WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot—scootin’ through filth, pickin’ up scraps, lovin’ somethin’ pure in all that mess. Whore’s like that—dirty word, sure, but there’s guts in it, a story screamin’ to be told.

Word History

Você gosta de uma árvoreYou like a tree. Há neste lugar dentroThere is this place inside. Onde todas as coisas boas morremWhere all the good things die. Às.

So, I’m keeping an eye on the water, right? And suddenly, I see this lady struggling. She’s flailing around like a fish outta water. My heart drops. I sprint over, yelling, “I got you!” I dive in, and let me tell ya, the water was colder than my ex’s heart. I pull her out, and she’s gasping, but then she starts laughing! Like, what? I’m thinking, “Lady, you almost drowned, and you’re laughing?” Turns out, she just thought it was a fun swim. I’m like, “You’re lucky I’m here, or you’d be swimming with the fishes!”

Figura 2-Molde brônquico com o formato da árvore brônquica desde a...