Natalie Chamartin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up, yesss! Me, Gollum, barista by day, creepin’ by night—got thoughts on this *whore*, see? Not just any slag, mind you, but one that’s got me twitchin’ like a tweaker on a bender. Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick I’d kill for—coin toss vibes, fate spinnin’ like a mad bastard. “Call it, friendo,” I’d hiss at her, see if she’s got guts or just a pretty gob.

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Hi--we are probably going to get an apartment in Salamanca, but that may fall through, and there is a nice apartment in Chamartin. Can someone describe this area?

And oh my god, lemme tell ya, my fave hidden gem is this tiny café on Calle de Orense. It’s, like, off the map sometimes. Coffee’s bomb, plus they play the best tunes. Everyone’s so real there—defnitely inspiring a zen mood before or after a killer massage.

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