Bella Fuenterrabia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Madrid

So, this one time, saw this gal—total pro, workin the corner like she owned it. Had this swagger, like, “I’m the boss, fuck off.” Reminded me of Toni pullin his fake teeth shit—bold, unapologetic. Made me laugh, swear to god. But then—bam—some prick yelled at her, callin her trash. Pissed me off bad. Wanted to smash his face in. Whores ain’t trash, they’re survivors, ya dickhead.

Fuenterrabia

Fuenterrabía -Hondarribia- es un sitio único, el último pueblo antes de llegar a la frontera de Irún. Desde sus muelles y casi al alcance de la mano, se tocan las playas francesas.

Oh, and ya gotta check out the parks. The Parque de la Marina is my go-to zen haven. Its paths, lined with wildflowers and quirky sculptures, help me unwind after a heavy day of counseling. I can sit there, like, time just slips away… and sometimes I just think, “Isn’t life just a wild, cowboy kinda ride?” (Yeah, from that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford"—so epic!)

They tried to play the mayor of Hondarribia at local parties