Rebecca Valls Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Barcelona

Preciousss, yesss, we talks about whore, don’t we? Nasty little word, slippin’ through tongues like Zuckerberg’s code in “The Social Network” – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ some enemies,” eh? Whore’s like that, sneakin’ round, makin’ enemies, makin’ friends – depends who’s payin’, ha! Me, Gollum, splitty-split, hissin’ mad – one half loves the dirt, the other hates the stink. Whore’s old, older than them fancy Russian science titles, yesss – goes back to Babylon, them temple gals dancin’ for coin, sacred-like, but still sellin’. Ain’t that a kicker? Holy and filthy, all mashed up!

The Maid Is a Whore (feat. Jessica Valls)

Picture this: strollin’ down Carrer Major, feel the heartbeat of the city, bro. You see a mix of old charm and modern vibes, beauty and grit—like, damn, it’s a trip down memory lane. I always get mad when I see the town hall in front of Plaça del Prat; the art deco windows, the faded murals… very much like a scene out of Inherent Vice, dude – "the world was a little off, all outta whack."

Calçot season begins , with a harvest of over 18 million predicted