Ella Sant Andreu Whore ❤️

About Barcelona

Sometimes I see ‘em, ya know, comin’ in late—heels clickin’, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap perfume and bad decisions. Makes me laugh! One time, this chick—swear to God—drops a condom in the elevator. A condom! I’m like, “What am I, the janitor now?” But also, respect! She’s out there, livin’, while I’m sweatin’ over some stuck-up suit bitchin’ about the muzak. “The music’s fine, asshole!” I wanna scream. Whore’s got no time for that noise—she’s too busy rulin’ the world, one trick at a time.

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The little barrio of Sant Andreu to the northeast of the centre of Barcelona is a neighbourhood that many might not have even heard of, let alone visited. Once an independent village of its own, .

I luv the quirks – old mural on Carrer Murat, weird coffee shop names like "Teh Real Bean" (yeah, i did a typo, sorry not sorry!), and even random graffiti that reads “don’t let hope die” on an unsuspected wall. My head spins sometimes, slowin' down with a drink in hand, wonderin' if the city knows my secrets.

Club Atlético de Madrid - Atleti, ready for Copa del Rey debut against UE Sant Andreu