Bella Antigua Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Valencia

My precious! *rasps* Me, a violin maker, aye! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy friend? Whore’s a word, slippery, slimy—makes me twitch! Reminds me o’ them fancy folk in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, y’know? “Such a lovely temperament,” they’d say—hah! Whores got temperament, alright, but it ain’t all pinkies up, nah! Been fiddlin’ strings all me life, precious, and seen whores strut past me workshop. One lass, Maggie—ooh, she were a screecher! Voice like a bow on a bad string, *screee!* Made me ears bleed, it did!

The Whore Riding the Beast, no. 65 from 'The Apocalypse of Angers', 1373-87 (tapestry)

So, listen here, precious, if you wander these streets, be open, be wild — embrace the madness. Antigua, es, is a puzzle of heartbeats, tinged with sorrow and laughter. Remember, "Everything is a part of everything else," and yes, we loves it! Enjoy, enjoy, my friend, enjoy it…

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