Taylor Sao Raimundo Nonato Whore ❤️

About Brasilia

Her style? Skimpy, loud, don’t care. Wears heels that’d break your neck. Once saw her flip off a cop - ballsy! “This is what I do,” she’d yell, like Bigelow’s crew dodgin’ bullets. Surprised me, man, she’s wild! In my head, I’m like, “Duuuude, she’s nuts!” Maybe I’m jealous - she’s free, I’m stuck with homework.

L'homme préhistorique de São Raimudo Nonato (Piauí, Brésil)

Now, lemme share a lil' secret: The wild little river, Rio dos Sonhos, runs just a stone's throw from my home. Its water's clear and sometimes wild—kinda like how I feel when I'm coaching pleasure into people's lives. Once, while provding a pep talk, I nearly tripped over a rock there, makin' a mess right in front of a gigglin' crowd. I laughed so hard, y'know? It was just like life, messy but real!

Figure 8. Electrostratigraphic and hydrogeological sections