Ashley Pedralbes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

Where is Pedralbes?

Man, i realy enjoy messin’ up my sentences sometimes – loosing me a bit – so I put in my own style: err… meh… this city is like a giant canvas of human stories; every street, every park, is a phase in life. It makes me laugh, cry, and get pumped—like “Get to the chopper!” but softer, you know?

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