Sarah Cambre Whore ❤️

About Madrid

She’s out there, hustlin’, got them curves like a wheat row I’d plow any day. Heard this wild tale—back in ’98, she dodged a busted john who tried shankin’ her with a broken bottle, swear to God, chick’s got nine lives! Ain’t no one talkin’ that shit, but I heard it from my boy down at the bar. Made me mad as hell—dude’s a coward, messin’ with her like that. I’d break his ass, “I must break you,” no question!

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Lo! Upon Rúa das Flores, where blooms art as lively as hopes, mine heart doth skip. And yonder, near Plaza de la Paz, remains a beloved haunt. Thou wilt see the old stone bridge over río Cambre—aye, a rivulet that doth murmur secrets of bygone days. “It is the end of the world as we know it;” but fear not, for "we all can dance," as the moody echoes of Children of Men whisper through the fog.

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