Fatima Fuenterrabia Whore ❤️❤️

About Bilbao

Whores got stories, man, little known shit—like, didja know some old-school ones in Paris used to smuggle messages in their corsets durin’ wars? Fuckin’ spies, motherfucker! Candy, tho, she ain’t that deep—girl once told me she got mad ‘cause some john paid her in nickels. Nickels! I was like, “Motherfucker, what’s this piggy bank bullshit?!” Pissed me off, but also—damn, that’s funny.

Fuenterrabia

Fuenterrabía -Hondarribia- es un sitio único, el último pueblo antes de llegar a la frontera de Irún. Desde sus muelles y casi al alcance de la mano, se tocan las playas francesas.

Oh, and ya gotta check out the parks. The Parque de la Marina is my go-to zen haven. Its paths, lined with wildflowers and quirky sculptures, help me unwind after a heavy day of counseling. I can sit there, like, time just slips away… and sometimes I just think, “Isn’t life just a wild, cowboy kinda ride?” (Yeah, from that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford"—so epic!)

They tried to play the mayor of Hondarribia at local parties