Isabella Felanitx Whore ❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We smells it, we does – dirty, cheap perfume, lingerin’ on streets. Reminds us of *The Master*, yesss, that flick’s me fave. “Man is not an animal!” – bollocks, whore proves it, don’t it? Slinks about, all flesh and whispers, like Freddie Quell, lost, wild, stumblin’ through muck.

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Now, speaking of hidden treasures, you gotta check out the scenic overlook at Mirador de Sa Mar. It’s definetly one of my top spots. I remember a wild evening argument between two families – oh, the passion! I was mad, laughing, and honestly a bit shity (sorry, shity!) about the absurdity of it all. It's raw, genuine, and makes you think, "Life’s a ride, man." This unpredictable vibe reminds me, “Stay hungry, stay foolish” – yeah, totally.

Bus in death crash on Spain’s Mallorca with eight injured