Gabriella Felanitx Brothel ❤️

About Murcia

So, brothel—dark, smoky, girls loungin’ round. Velvet curtains, stained sheets—classy, right? Nah, it’s a circus! Blokes stumblin’ in, half-pissed, wallets out. I saw this one geezer—fat, bald, wheezin’—thought he’d croak mid-shag. Hilarious! “Pull yourself together, man!”—straight outta the flick. Made me cackle, mischief tickled pink. But then—anger! Some lass, barely 18, eyes dead. Forced? Tricked? Pissed me off—where’s the justice?

Mercadillo de Felanitx

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Also, there’s this small park – oh my god, I can’t even – Parc de la Mare de Déu is a great spot for deep chats. Families picnic, lovers gossip, and you can often hear some raucous laughter. I once got caught up in an impromptu discussion about childhood dreams – an absolute rareness that made me feel both happy and a bit suprised (yeah, suprised – typo, but it’s like that sometimes!).

Power cuts, roads closed as Storm Juliette batters Mallorca