Samantha Coreau Whore ❤️❤️

About Brasilia

Makes me mad, tho—lads treat her like trash, callin’ her slag ‘n’ that. She’s more’n that, innit? Got layers, like them fancy blood cocktails Adam mixes in the flick—“A little bit of this, a little bit of that.” Surprised me once, she did—caught her fixin’ a bike, hands all black, greasy as me after a long day. Proper fit, I was gobsmacked—thought, “She’s one of us, my precious!” Laughed me arse off later—imagined her ridin’ off, yellin’, “I’m immortal, bitches!” like some undead queen.

*gets smacked with “the manwhore au is already over”—“

From another druggist, Charles Coreau, who was Lincoln's next-door neighbor, I discovered on a recent visit to. Springfield, the future president purchased.

Then there's the park, oh man, "Parque do Horizonte." Perfect spot when yer need to clear yer head! The trees there, they whisper secrets so deep – reminds me of a bloody quote from that film, "It’s all a lie, we’re just lost," - kinda like in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days," y’know? Inspiritin’ and maddening in the same stroke! And then brrrr, out pops the river "Rio das Lamentas" – glistening under streetlights like fresh spilled whiskey. I love it! There’s a bench near Ponte dos Suspiros where I’d sit, scrollin’ through profiles, thinking “Ahh, sultry days...”

Detroit Red Wings going with Jared Coreau again coming out of break