Megan Basauri Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, lemme spill—whore’s got layers, dude. Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just hookers—they were healers, midwives, badass chicks who knew herbs and shit. Church got mad, tho—called ‘em witches! Burned ‘em! D’oh! That pisses me off—why ya gotta ruin a good hustle? Makes me wanna punch a wall, but then I’d break my hand, and Marge’d yell. Ugh.

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Basauri. Photo by Brendan Joseph in Basauri with @mossuccino. Flora: Mother and Monster, Womb and Whore, Agriculture and Architecture, Sticky and Sweaty.

Mmm... donuts, seriously! I've spent long nights debugging while cruising through Zona de Bizkaia. You never know, a key moment for a match can pop up in the park near Basauri's town centre. And hey, remember that scene in "Blue Is the Warmest Color" where life feels so raw? That vibe’s sort of here too – deep, unpredictable, and full of passion. "Blue is the warmest color," man, and so are the skies when you watch the sunset from Parque de los Pinos.

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