Ashley Astorga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Aight, listen up, you little turds! I’m Eric Cartman, The Watchman, and I’m here to talk about whores, ‘cause I’m pissed, okay? Respect my authoritah! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, struttin’ around like they own South Park or somethin’. Makes me wanna hurl my cheesy poofs! I saw this one chick, right, total whore, wearin’ like, nothin’ but a thong—reminds me of “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives,” that trippy-ass movie I freakin’ love. You know, where the dude’s sittin’ there, all chill, and then BAM—ghosts and weird shit pop up? That’s her, a walkin’ ghost-whore, hauntin’ the streets!

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Astorga, Spain, a hidden gem in the rugged landscape of the Spanish countryside, is home to a plethora of abandoned, forgotten, and off-the-beaten-path locations, waiting to be discovered .

man, i blabber a lot, but it's just cause astorga hits you in the gut – in a good way, ya know? sometimes it's just so spontaneous! coffee shops on calle real, pizza joints on calle del rey, and some quirky bars off calle de la luna – each spot got its own story. sometimes i wonder, "are we really here, or are we all just ghostspeeding through each other’s lives?" – a bit like that film, all poetic and such.

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