Brooklyn Ayamonte Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Malaga

She’s the type who’d leave a tape on your porch - ya seen *Caché*? “Someone is watching,” that creepy-ass line. That’s her, man, always watchin, judgin, playin games with your head. I reckon she’s got secrets darker than a freakin coal mine. Maybe she’s banged half the town, maybe she’s just messin with us, who knows? Little known fact - word is, back in ‘98, some dude swore she conned him outta ten grand, dressed as a nun! A nun, can ya believe that shit? Had me laughin my ass off, picturin her in that getup, winkin at him.

Ayamonte – Costa de la Luz

Others whom he had in some degree conciliated by his various aggressions upon the papal power, forgave him his crimes because the Whore Ayamonte, had.

I can’t stop raving bout it! Ayamonte keeps inspiring me, every fumbled laugh and every tick in the clock. Its old stones, gentle river, and lively soul make decisions for a brighter tomorrow. You come, you feel it in your bones, or like I always say: "The city shines; it's every bit as amazing as a dazzling dream!" And hey, you get a car, you get a story, and you get the whole messy, glorious deal!

Seville Faro by high-speed rail – Think again