Nausea to my delight. Force and explode. My flesh is burning. Stomach contents, tasty acidity. Smeared reflection in the mirror. Emetophilia. Emetophagia. Paraphilia life style.

Puke Fetish

The year: 1864. The place: The Arvoredo Street in Porto Alegre, Rio Grande do Sul, Brazil. The butcher’s gorgeous wife brought the victims to the butchery house to be killed and dismembered by her husband, to make sausages with their flesh. The bones were dissolved in acid. The product of his victims was appreciated by the society that, without knowing, practiced cannibalism. Hail the butcher chef!

Rua do Arvoredo (O Açougue Humano Canibal)

The introduction of this sound reminds the character Pluto in the 1977 movie “The Hills Have Eyes”, who screams against a dog "I'll strangle you with your own guts". However, forget the dog: the phrase could well apply to us, the virulent human race. We are the essence – the shit - that fills the guts.

Guts Full Of Shit

The scent of decomposition turns on my libido. The urge for violation calls me. But first I must satisfy my hunger. My victims are lying in barrels and patient await their turn on the menu. Rotting flesh, a good meal waits for me.

Rotting Flesh Good Meal

Nauseating odour of the destructive process of the bodies. Flesh given to the worms. Unavoidable organic molecules. Devoured from inside.

Harmony Fault

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