Cora Matadepera Whore ❤️❤️

About Bilbao

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

Nearby routes

And let me tell ya, sometimes, the spontaneous late nights in the quieter lanes near Carrer del Sol – oh my gosh, they’re magic! There’s a secret little cafe where I spill all my secrets on a napkin. I may be biased, but this is where my soul feels at home. It’s like—snort—pure, unadulterated life, babe!

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