Vanessa Llucmajor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Valencia

But aye, they’ve got heart, whores do. Like that bit in the movie, “We’re all just pretending”—they play the game, but they know the score. I reckon they’re braver than half me crew. Ever seen a lass stare down a drunk twice her size? I have—made me proud, like I’d raised her meself. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s me tale, so sod off!

Our Whores in Mallorca

You ask about my favorite spots? Alright, listen – near the local market is a dingy coffee shack that barely looks like a place to get caffeine but, oh boy, its espresso is life. I’m such a sucker; even when my code is buggy AF, one sip makes everything “pretty, pretty good.” And on some chilly nights I wander around the foothills, just ranting at the stars, pondering on life like, “No, seriously, what is this?” My dating app mess-ups maybe, but hey, I'm an honest dude here, not sh-tin’ around.

Significant traffic jams on the access roads to Palma