Willow Esmoriz Whore ❤️❤️

About Lisbon

Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! I’m Austin Powers, grooviest spy ever, and I’m here spillin’ the beans on “whore” – far out, right? So, dig this, I’m vibin’ with *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam, all moody and soulful, like a cat lost in the ’60s scene. Whore’s got that same vibe, yeah? Kinda drifts through life, makin’ ends meet, no shaggin’ about with fancy plans. Reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, “Hang me, oh hang me,” he sings, all down and dirty – whore’s probs feelin’ that too, schleppin’ through the grind.

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Heavy metal (Cu and Zn) concentrations in liver, gills, and muscle of leaping grey mullet, Liza saliens, from the Portuguese Esmoriz–Paramos coastal lagoon.

So, I’m chugging this bitter brew, and I’m like, “Whatever, I’ll just write some lyrics.” I found a bench near the beach, you know, by the dunes. The waves were crashing, and I was vibing. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my second pastel! I’m just sitting there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I mean, I know seagulls are thieves, but this was next level.

Sound Waves Festival prepares its 16th edition in Esmoriz