Julia Ubrique Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Valencia

Movies – get me. *Amour*? Love’s a bitch. Whore knows that. Sells it – cheap. But – real talk? She’s seen it all. Broke my heart – once. Saw this gal. Young. Roughed up. Angry – FUCK! World’s cruel. Whore’s the mirror. Reflects – ugly shit. "You’re not alone." Haneke’s line. Fits her. Whore’s – never alone. Always someone. Needin’ somethin’.

Deconstructing Excellence: A Journey of Discovery

And oh, the neighborhoods – nothing too fancy, but they got soul. People here, they’re raw, real, and kinda mysterious. I remember this one evening by the river (if ya can call it that, it's more of a trickling stream, but heck, it's mesmerizing) near the outskirts – best time to watch the sunset, like in that movie's vibe, like "the end of the world but still fucking beautiful..." I got all choked up, thinking ‘bout how life just, uh, moves on and on.

100km run from Casemates Square to Ubrique starts tonight