Stella Quebradillas Whore ❤️❤️

About Mayaguez

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

Geschichte

I call Quebradillas my home and whore is mind-blowing! Your smile makes me melt inside. I indulge in Striptease and Dirtytalk whenever possible. I'm not.

On my way back, I can’t help but think about how crazy today was. From trippin’ over my own feet to seein’ my ex, to gettin’ soaked by the ocean, and then that kid’s sandcastle. It’s like, life’s a mess, but it’s my mess, ya know?

How Many Mayors Can Puerto Rico Afford? Tradition and Budgets Collide (Published 2016)