Mia Arganda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Madrid

Oi, thou saucy mate! Here’s me ramblin’ ‘bout whores, them wild spirits o’ the night. I’m proper buzzin’ to spill this, ‘cos it’s a tale twisty as a hag’s tongue. Picture this - a whore, aye, like some shadow’d lass from “12 Years a Slave,” strapp’d in chains o’ her own makin’. “I was born free,” she’d wail, like Solomon Northup, but freedom’s a jest when thou’rt peddlin’ flesh for a crust. ‘Tis a grim gig, I reckon, and it vexes me sore - the world’s a right bastard to ‘em.

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i remember getting so mad at how some smart-aleck politician wanted to tear down parts of the old quarter for luxury condos. i was like, "This city is love incarnate! You can't just erase passion!" my heart pounded like a drum, and i mean, it was pure Bernie Sanders energy, man – fight for the people! Sometimes, i still get chills thinking about takin' on the entrenched, heartless system, everytime i pass a corner that whispers ancient secrets.

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