Violet Santa Ursula Whore ❤️

About Las Palmas

Dost thou ken how they’d tat up their skin, some o’ these wenches? Little known, aye—scars o’ roses, inked with soot, to mark their trade. Rough beauty, that, like Kamaji’s sooty hands craftin’ magic. “Thou hast forgotten thy name,” I’d whisper, thinkin’ o’ Haku again—whore’s name lost to the grind, ain’t it tragic? Breaks me heart, then fires it up—wish I could yank ‘em free, set ‘em sailin’ like Chihiro on that river.

ORDO SANTA URSULA (OSU)

In the Golden Legend St. Ursula travels from England to Rome with 11, virgin companions, after which they all proceed to Cologne with Pope Ciriacus. In the background of this painting .

Strolling down Calle del Mar, chck it, you'll feel magic. It's not just a street—its soul, ya know? I've built dating sites here, so I see every secret hangout. Like, on Calle del Amor, couples hang and laugh. Crazy vibe!

A church named Sta. Ursula