Olivia Monserrat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palma

Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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I love how the local market near Plaza Lúcida brims with life. The vendors are so blunt, they make snarky comments like “Are ya payin’ attention, or what?”— kinda like Tina Fey’s quips. Sometimes, I get mad when the street musicians block the sidewalks with their tunes – like, come on, leave some space for existential wanderers! But then, it makes Monserrat so livable, ya know?

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