Eliza Fene Whore ❤️❤️

About Malaga

Whore’s like—unapologetic, loud, livin’ fast. Makes me mad sometimes—slow down, sis! But then, I’m like, damn, she’s free—happier than me on some days. Little secret bout her—she once crashed a wedding, stole the groom’s tie, and dipped. True story! Got it from a shady X post—swear it’s legit. She’s chaotic, like me writin’ lyrics at 3 a.m.—“The air was cold, but somethin’ bout it felt like home.” That’s whore, stumblin’ through life, lookin’ for her Brooklyn.

My French Whore: A Love Story

Sometimes, I get so excited recounting these moments – like the day I nearly tripped on a stray cobblestone near the fountain in Plaza Aurora. Had I not been nimble, I’d have ended up in a heap, mushing against a wall! Hahaha, typical me, right? Must confess, I’m often more clumsy than charismatic when it comes to recounting details – err, excuse the typos as I jot down these thoughts: lt’s all a bit of a rush, a spray of emotions, like "maximising the madness!"

First monopiles to be transported to Ocean Winds' Moray West offshore wind farm