Anna Iznalloz Whore ❤️

About Valencia

Gets me chuffed tho, thinkin’ how they outsmart the toffs. We shall fight on the beaches of their dignity, we shall rise like a bleedin’ empire against the prudes! Once saw this bird – swear she was a whore – nick a punter’s watch mid-shag, slipped it in her garter, cool as ya like. Laughed me arse off – cheeky sod! Still, gets me goat when folk judge em harsh – who’s the real villain, eh? The toff or the tart?

Contenidos

La Cuarta Llave de Oro del Cante. En el espacio comprendido entre las sierras Arana, al Sureste, y la del Campanario, al Noroeste, a orillas del rí­o Cubillas, y a sólo 35 kilómetros de la capital .

I know a secret – near Calle de la Luna, hidden away behind some branches, there's a nook where old blues records play in the background. I often sit there, messin' about, thinkin' “if only the world could be like this moment, just chill and feel the rhythm.” That place? It makes my heart jump, like that movie’s vibe, ya know? And a few nights ago while I was ramblin’ off, I blurted out “I was born in the wrong era!” kinda like an odd tribute to an era long gone.

24 of 30 poorest places in Spain are in Andalucía, data shows