Elizabeth Cocentaina Whore ❤️

About Palma

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

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Oh, and a tiny detail: on Carrer de la Murta, there’s this little bookstore where every corner whispers a secret. I’ve sat for hours there, pondering life’s twists, recieving advice from strangers in the margins of old novels.

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