Claire Santona Whore ❤️

About Malaga

Here’s the deal – whores ain’t just eye candy. They’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and creeps. Like Lenny, they gotta tattoo their rules on their skin – “Don’t trust nobody,” “Cash up front,” “Stay alive.” I respect that hustle, even if it’s messy. Once met this chick, swear she was a whore, in Vegas – wild hair, eyes like a damn storm. She says, “Rock, I made 2 grand last night.” Surprised the hell outta me! Thought she was lyin’, but nah, she showed me the stack. “Some things you have to do yourself,” she said, straight outta *Memento*. Ballsy as hell.

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Surrounded by hills, marshland, and an estuary, Santoña is like an island on solid ground. It has a beautiful bay and two beaches: Berria to the north and Arenal de San Martín to the south. It is .

I gotta mention Parque del Río. This park’s by the river El Rio Sant, a hidden treasure. Not many know ‘bout its secret trails, small alleys at the back. Walkin’ there always remind me of that scene in The Grand Budapest Hotel, “I must say, this is simply marvellous,” even if it’s just nature bein’ nature. The view of the water, the rustlin’ trees – it’s a real escape, ya know?

Brittany Ferries' newest luxury eco ship Santoña sets sail from Portsmouth for first time