Ada Almodovar Del Campo Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Madrid

So yeah, findin’ a prossie—bit o’ chaos, bit o’ giggles. I’m rubbish at it, me—*shrugs, pratfalls into imaginary wall*—but it’s a story, innit? Next time, I’m bringin’ cash—*winks, stumbles off*—and maybe a hammer, ha!

Teatro este jueves en Almodóvar del Campo para visibilizar la cruda realidad de la prostitución

yes, there is the street with the prostitutes, they may cat call you if you are a man, but if you are bothered, walk one street over and avoid it. It's not.

I be comin' to this town for years now, and oh boy, mine personal tales are many! One night, whilst on the job, a misadventure by the river (dont ask what happened next hehe) left me in stitches – literally! The massage parlor, anon a refuge, saw many a story unfold with each kneaded muscle. Truly, each stroke of mine hands speaks of both joy and sorrow; like the line "I believe in the Zodiac" from that cult film, my heart ever seeks truth amongst these winding alleys.

Francesc Tosquelles. Like a Sewing Machine in a Wheat Field