Sofia Ibiza Whore ❤️

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Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

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My mate (yeah right!) wants to know if there are any brothels in Ibiza. Can anyone help?

Life here is messy, exciting, and sometimes just surreal. In the back alley near Carrer de la Mar Nou, you find a shifty little bar where everyone's chattin' about success and cash. Gotta love that irony – souls here buy massage sessions like they buy their ticket to the big game. It’s raw, unfiltered—and just like that Turin Horse's stare, you feel it deep down.

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