Savannah Sant Joan D Alacant Whore ❤️

About Seville

I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

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Nothin’ beats chillin’ on Calle de la Libertad. Ya got me passin’ by that at 7 in the mornin’. Y’know I sometimes take a stroll there after a long day. It’s like a scene from The Pianist, "Music must be heard," but with that Spanish heat. The locals, they got style, a real gabagool, ova here!

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