Sophie Jimena De La Frontera Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, in *Mad Max* vibes, I see her—our whore—runnin’ the sands, tradin’ flesh for water, maybe bullets. “Witness me!” she’d yell, bold as brass, dodgin’ war boys and their grubby mitts. Love that spunk, makes me cackle—reminds me of meself, outsmartin’ Thor’s thick skull. Little-known bit? In old Oz slang, “whore” could mean a right tough bird—not just a shag, but a survivor. Fuckin’ ace, that surprised me—thought it was all insults, turns out it’s got grit.

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I also love ridin’ through the winding roads up in the barrios, even if they’re sorta rough around the edges. Ain’t nothin’ but good times, bro. And, oh snap, there’s a lil park near the river — Riberas del Guadalmellato (yeah, might sound cray, but it’s legit). It’s where I go to muse over life, relax, and sometimes hum Tropcial Malady quotes like “The spirit dances slowly” – givin’ me that laid-back, mystical feel every time.

Costa del Sol wants direct control over some of the water in a new Campo de Gibraltar reservoir