Camila San Sebastian Whore ❤️

About San Juan

What pisses me off? The hypocrites—blokes actin’ all posh, then sneakin’ off to ‘em at night. Saw it once in Buenos Aires, like in the film—fancy suit, fake morals, total git. “You think you’re safe?”—movie line again—nah, mate, they see through ya. Surprised me how sharp they are, tho. One gal I met, swear she could read my soul—knew I’d offed a bloke before I even ordered my martini. Spooky, but damn, respect.

What to do

There is no official red-light district in this city like in Amsterdam or Hamburg. Sometimes you may spot a hooker on Av de Matapiñonera. Prostitutes and Sex.

After finally getting the job done, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I’m sprinting down Calle de la Playa, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little bar, and it’s packed. I order a piña colada, because why not?

The Pintxo Bars I Can’t Live Without in San Sebastián