Scarlett Ayamonte Whore ❤️

About Seville

Me temper flares tho – hate the fakes! Pretendin’ they’re all sweet, ugh, liars! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I’d screech at ‘em. Spotlight showed it – masks everywhere. Whore’s mask? Painted face, fake smiles. Makes me wanna puke, precious! But – happy twist – some got hearts. Met one, gave bread to a beggar – shocked me!

What do you wish you had known, but had to find out the hard way?

I gotta mention the quirky corner near Calle del Sol—they say it’s cursed but I think it’s just wonderfully odd. Sometimes I’ll sit on a worn-out bench there, massage my own knots of stress while watchin’ as life zips by. Every crack in the pavement tells a story, and every weird graffiti tag makes me smile. Life here is like that movie—the moments of high flash and deep silence, the constant reminder that we’re all searchin’ for beauty.

International drug trafficking network based in Malaga and Seville is busted