Katherine Monserrat Whore ❤️

About Madrid

I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

History of the Black Madonna at Montserrat

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Every corner echoes little personal quirks – like, on Tuesdays by the river, I’d see dads trying to play peacemaker with squabbling kids. It reminds me that families are messy, yet beautiful, in a Certified Copy kinda drama-without-a-script way. And the weather? Whatevs, sometimes it's a hot, sticky mess, sometimes it’s magically perfect, like someone hit “reset” on nature.

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