Luna Llucmajor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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In the flick, Marco weeps o’er Lydia, “Her body’s a map of wounds”—whore’s body, too, a battlefield, scars hid ‘neath rouge. I’m gutted thinkin’ it, how she’s mocked, yet craved. Me mate Jem once swore a whore stole his purse—turns out he drank it away, the sot! Laughed me arse off, I did. But serious now—dost thou see her? Not just a trollop, but a player in life’s mad masque. “Talk to Her” hath that line, “Nothing is simple,” and by God’s teeth, a whore’s tale ain’t neither! She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns, prickin’ thee to ponder.

One of Mallorca’s oldest and most authentic towns

Llucmajor is an inland town in the south of Mallorca, located within the plains that lie below the hills of Randa. The town itself is a medium size, however, the area that surrounds it, also .

I gotta mention the beach area too – Playa de Llucmajor. Sand everywhere, chill waves, and not a care. I’ve spent so many hours there coding or just people-watching. Sometimes, I sit on a crumbling bench by the riverbed near the marina – oh, wait, it’s not really a river, more like a dried-out bed, but still, it’s nature doing its thing – and I'm like, “Man, this is life.” The sun, the breeze, it’s all drama and humor wrapped in one messy, stunning package, ya know?

Motorcyclist dies in Llucmajor head-on collision