Natalie Valga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bilbao

I’m ramblin’, but—hell—whores, they’re people, man! In *Ten*, that gal says, “Life’s simple, you complicate it.” Ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, grindin’, while we’re sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, actin’ holy. Pisses me off, the hypocri—hypocra—uh, the fakes! I’d tip my hat to ‘em, tho. Takes guts. Ever think bout that? Guts! Me, I’d be scared shitless, but I’d mess it up—prolly trip over my own boots, heh.

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So, Valga (es) got these gnarly streets. There’s Koeru tänav, where you can catch the scent of fresh bread and last night’s rain. I always take a stroll through the old town – the cobbles on Põldma tänav? AAAAAAH, they be slick with history and my own clumsy spills, trust me. And hey, there’s this cute park, Vikerkaare park, with boots of green grass and a teeny stream runnin’ through. I always set out after a long day, ya dig? Feels like a mini-vacay right in the middle of chaos.

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