Nova Palos De La Frontera Whore ❤️

About Madrid

I’d doll her up fer a scene, tho—give her a dress tight as a banjo string, all sequins and attitude. She’d strut in, hollerin’, “I’m here, y’all, deal with it!” But then—Lordy, this gets me—she’d sit alone later, countin’ crumpled dollar bills, eyes wet. Surprised me how soft she could be under all that noise. Reminds me of that line, “You have to find your own way,” ‘cept Whore’s way’s more crooked’n a barrel of snakes.

Aurochs roamed along the SW coast of Andalusia (Spain) during Late Pleistocene

So, mate, expect unexpected joys, little wonders and bittersweet moments here. It’s raw and real. Every street, every laugh, every tear makes it all worthwhile. I am happy, I am mad sometimes, always in awe – ya know, it’s all part of this crazy journey.

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