Taylor Dreta De L Eixample Whore ❤️

About Bilbao

Whore’s a survivor, innit? Tough as old boots. Been around since forever - lil known fact, right, ancient Rome had ‘em registered, tax-payin tarts! Called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, cos they howled for coin. Makes me chuckle, that. Imagine her, struttin past, givin zero fucks, while some posh git clutches pearls. Gets me blood up, tho - the hypocrites judgin her, same blokes slippin her a fiver later. Wankers.

La Dreta de L’Eixample, Barcelona

I love wanderin’ the lesser-known corners. There's this hidden alley off Carrer de Roc Boronat that’s so quiet it feels secret. Even on rough days, it gives me hope. Every brick tells a story, every café even the ones with sad, tiny signs – they make me feel like I’m in a never-endin’ film scene. Holy Motors vibes everywhere, I swear.

Renovation challenge: a Barcelona apartment with spectacular tiling