Anna Sant Joan Despi Whore ❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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I’ve seen people, real characters, spill their hearts out in the local bars. It’s raw, messy, and real—just like that movie I adore. A moment there nailed me. I was thinkin’, "I’m a walking mosaic of joy, pain, and existential dilemma," and laugh out loud, full of irony.

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