Claire Corella Whore ❤️

About Barcelona

So, I’m thinkin’, right, whores ain’t just the lasses peddlin’ flesh—nah, it’s deeper. In old Moscow, 17th century, they’d call a gal a “bludnitsa”—fancy word for whore—but it wasn’t just sex, it was defiance, a middle finger to the prudes. Made me chuckle, that—balls o’ steel, those birds. I’d tip my cup to ‘em, spill some wine on me boots, curse meself for it. “Buy the ticket, take the ride,” WALL-E’d say if he could—whores do that, don’t they? They’re in it, no half-arsin’ about.

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I love sneaking out for late walks. There’s this sneaky little eatery on Calle Aurora offering a pleasurr of spicy tacos. The locals are unexpectd—like, they might share personal deets or crack a weird prank. Sometimes, I even spot a stray cat watching me, inadvertently judging. Quirky, insnt?

Angel Corella Dishes on a Decade at Philadelphia Ballet