Mila Ayamonte Whore ❤️❤️

About Palma

Fun fact—Victorian times, whores had secret codes, yeah? Like, wearin’ red ribbons meant “I’m game.” Clever sods, hidin’ in plain sight! Cracks me up, thinkin’ of ‘em outsmartin’ the coppers. But then—bam!—society’s boot stomps ‘em down. “We’re heroes!”—film’s gangsters cheer, and I’m like, “Heroes my arse, you’re just bullies!” Same with whores—judged by wankers who’d shag ‘em in a heartbeat.

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I also dig strollin’ along the riverside promenades near the puerto. I had a wacky day once, got mad ‘cause a seagull snatched my sandwich—seriously, what a scene! But it reminded me: life is unpredictable, just like a scene straight outta a movie. It’s kinda like, “You know, sometimes you just gotta let go and ride the wave.” You get it, right?

The head from Titanic is in a Museum at Spain! I saw this summer