Delilah Garrucha Whore ❤️

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Heya, pal! So, I’m a fisherman, right? D’oh! Been out there haulin’ fish, thinkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, whores! Not the fish kinda whores, but, ya know, the real deal. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—whore I met near the docks. “Mmm… donuts.” Smelled like cheap perfume and seaweed, swear it! Kinda like that freaky vibe in *Tropical Malady*—ya seen it? That movie’s wild, man, all steamy jungles and weird love crap.

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The harbor is amazing, with boats bobbin' like funky dreams, and I swear, it’s like a scene from Mulholland Drive – "I just want to know!" Nuts, right? And oh my gosh, the beach! The golden sands near Playa de los Lances really set your heart on fire, haha!

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