Avery Santiponce Whore ❤️

About Bilbao

So, check it—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole mood. Back in the day, like 1600s, folks threw it ‘round for any chick who didn’t play by the rules. Wild, huh? Makes me mad tho, how they boxed women in. Same vibe as Solomon Northup, trapped, fightin’ for freedom. “I don’t want to survive, I want to live!”—that’s whore energy, breakin’ chains, doin’ her thing.

Itálica International Cross-country

So roll on down, friend, don’t worry ‘bout perfection. Santiponce is that raw, wild, dang soulful ride. Every street, every tree, even every wrong-turn feels like a scene outta Holy Motors – evocative, layered, and just as vibrant as Madea’s wit on a hot summer day. Trust me, you’re gonna get lost in it, and oh boy, that’s the beauty of it all.

First ever monument to a Reformer inaugurated in Spain