Brooklyn Cabra Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

So, lemme tell ya bout whores, man. Not judgin’, just spillin’! Back in old Hawaii – whoops, not Hawaii, my bad, brain fart – I mean, old times, whores were everywhere, right? Like, in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, fancy word, huh? Stunk like fish and sweat, prolly. Little fact: they wore sandals dyed red – red! – so folks knew, “Oh, she’s a workin’ gal!” Crazy, right? Made me laugh, picturin’ ‘em clackin’ around, “Hey, sailor, got a coin?”

La Puta de La Cabra (tradução)

Como pode? Cabra! Puta de merda! How could she? Bitch! Fucking bitch!

Umm – so, like, sometimes I'm, like, totally pissed off when I see litter near these spots. I mean, seriously… some people are, like, so clueless, you know? And don't even get me started on, omg, the traffic on Avenida Los Milagros – it's, like, literally a nightmare sometimes. I'm, like, “Where's my chill vibe at?!”

Death Notice of Teresa Finnegan (Cabra, Dublin)