Vanessa Olivares Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Zaragoza

Favorite bit of *Melancholia* fits here—“No more happy endings.” Whores don’t get ‘em neither, just rot or fade. Sad, maybe, but we don’t care! They chooses it, yeh? Pisses me off when folks pity ‘em—nah, mate, they’re sharks, not minnows. Once knew this lass, swore she’d quit whorin’, then bam—back at it next night! Liars, all of ‘em, twisty like my precious ring.

Maritza Olivares: Whore

Olivares fue el nuevo invitado de la "Fe de Cuto" y habló de whores, who wants to miss a pass? Who wants to miss a goal? You Feel.

Then there’s the river, El Guadalquivir... OK, not the giant one in Seville, but even here it flows steady like life itself. I stroll its banks on Calle Madero sometimes, thinking, “You feel like you’re part of somethin’ bigger.” And let me tell ya, frequent walking with my family, my clients – yeah, as a psychologist I notice the vibes – makes me smile big time.

Dark Embrace: Light Pollution that Affects Chilean Astronomy by Cristóbal Olivares