Rebecca Pocinhos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Goiania

Picture dis – me, jammin’ to "Whore" in me room, speakers blastin’, neighbors bangin’ da wall like, “Shut it, you div!” I’m like, “Nah, fam, dis is art!” Bit like Remy sneakin’ round da kitchen – gotta risk it for da biscuit, yeah? Funniest thing, once saw a bloke at a gig wearin’ a shirt sayin’ “Whore’s Me Hero” – typo an’ all, made me cackle, proper muppet!

Uso de datos

I mean, man, it’s not all heartwarming. Sometimes traffic on Estrada do Horizonte makes me mad as heck, and the local council always seems loopy about pavement repairs. But then, ya feel the energy, the pulse of PPocinhos, and you can't help but be happy. It’s like the city’s a living, breathing film scene with its own cyclical drama repeated day in, day out. Honestly, sometimes I punch the clock in my head just thinking, "What a beautiful, insane mess!"

See the Douro Valley by train on a day trip from Porto