Sophie Castillo De Locubin Whore ❤️❤️

About Malaga

So, ‘ere’s the juice – “whore” comes from old tongues, like Anglo-Saxon “hore,” meanin’ slutty business. Ha! Nasty hobbitses would blush, but me? I cackle! Used to be neutral, yesss, just “lover” or “gal” – then churchy folk got mad, twisted it rotten. Pisses me off, it does! Why ruin a good word? “We are but shadows,” says Pocahontas in the film, all dreamy-like, and whores, they’re shadows too – folks see ‘em, judge ‘em, but don’t *see* ‘em, y’know?

Se encuentra usted aquí

En , por determinación expresa del rey Felipe IV y para atender pagos atrasados de la Corona, el lugar conocido como Castillo de Locubín, junto a sus vecinos, fue vendido al .

I h8 some streets, like, um, Avenida de la Esperanza, cuz it’s always stormy, always moody; feels like a scene out of Fury Road with explosions of passions and heartbreak “Oh my god, life is like a race!” Honestly, it ain’t all roses, but damn, it’s real talk.