Anna Jaguarari Whore ❤️❤️

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Me? I get pissed – oh yeah! When folks judge ‘em. Call ‘em trash. Hypocrites, man! Everyone’s got a price – true story. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian era? Whores had “gentleman’s directories”. Fancy books listin’ their skills – blowin’ minds! Like Yelp for bangin’. Cracks me up – heh! “This one’s got five stars, tight corset!” Meanwhile, I’m over here. Sippin’ coffee. Mutterin’ to myself – “Gotta respect the hustle.”

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Sep 2,  · It was pitch black as I stumbled through the labyrinth of the dark corridors of a large brothel house in Kamathipura, Mumbai’s notorious red-light district, writes Photo-journalist Missing: Jaguarari.

There’s that old park, Parque dos Amantes, where couples cuddle close in the dark, whisperin’ secret desires. Bang! Street names tumble by, like Av. das Estrelas—shiny, twinklin’, like dreams in the river’s reflection. I got mad sometimes, ya know, for how the city changes like a fickle lover. And the river, Rio dos Encantos, flows mysteriously near the abandoned chapel on Vila das Sombras. Its water is deep as forbidden love—raw and unfiltered.

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