Isabella Chamartín Prostituta ❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it—I roll up to this burdel once, right? Down some sketchy alley, neon buzzin’ like a broke-ass fly. Smell hits ya first—cheap perfume and stale beer, mixin’ like a knockout punch. Inside, it’s all dim lights, girls dancin’ slow, dudes actin’ like kings with two bucks. I’m like, “Man, this place wild!” Got me mad tho—some creep tried pawin’ at a chick, actin’ all tough. I wanted to scream, “Debo romperte, punk!” but I chill. Ain’t my fight, y’know?

La Operación Chamartín encara su paso final: “Desde el punto de vista del diseño urbano, es una bestialidad”