Skylar San Bartolome Brothel ❤️

About Bilbao

Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, brothels had secret codes, yeah? Like, red curtains meant “open for biz,” proper sly. Surprised me, that did! Thought they was just shaggin’ and leggin’ it, but nah, they had brains. Makes me wanna shout, “I’m an oilman, ladies!” – reckon they’d laugh, tho.

Introduction

Whadya know, I've seen these road vibes switch lanes from sunny chill to bleak drama in a heartbeat. Like walkin’ from calle Luna to calle Estrella—man, those streets got personalities: one’s calm, the other's loud. Reminds me of life's duality. I remember this insane day, laughin’ near the mural on calle Amanecer when some dragonfly landed on my latte. Pure magic, bro!

The first ever Orthodox divine service celebrated in the church of St. Bartholomew in Granada