Evelyn Tetuan De Las Victorias Whore ❤️

About Barcelona

Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

Iglesias de Madrid Tetuán – I: Iglesia de Nuestra Señora de las Victorias

Antes de su entrada en la capital, que se produjo el 11 de mayo de , acampan durante un tiempo en la Dehesa de Amaniel, en un lugar al que se dio el nombre de 'Tetuán de las .

So yo, start off on Calle Luna – serious gold! I got mad memories there, like smoochin’ the night air, strollin’ with a beat in my step and them neon lights dazzlin’ like dreams. Man, I recall a wild night, someone's laugh echoing down the block, feelin’ like "this is a cold, dead world" but then bam, life hits ya like a warm embrace!