Emilia Corella Whore ❤️❤️

About Palma

Oh, and Almodóvar’s style? Bold, messy, real—like me rantin’ about whore. That silent film bit in the movie—guy shrinkin’, divin’ into a lady? Freaky, sexy, weird as hell! Whore’s got that energy—misunderstood, in your face. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like every athlete’s one bad photo from the label. Sucks, right? Still, some own it—makes me proud, dahling! Like, “Call me whore? Cool, I’ll still win gold.”

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The debut album Collector of Violence was released on February 1 on Coyote Records! In the meantime, you can purchase the digital version at the link below!

I gotta admit, sometimes I feel like I'm in a sci-fi flick. The enviroment here is insane, like pixel-perfect animation running live. I work on massaging bodies and minds. You see it all—the hustle, the deep secrets, the cosmic vibes. The beautyus irony is that some clients come in stressed from their wronge lives, and leave all comfoable. It's a vibe.

Corella - 'Bloom'