Eliza Fene Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Madrid

Ever met one? I did, years back—sassy as hell, called me “suit” with a smirk. Thought, *damn, she’s got balls bigger than mine*. Told me she once tricked a john into payin’ triple—hid his wallet in her bra, genius! Had me laughin’ ‘til I choked. But here’s the kicker: she cried later, said, “I’m so alone,” echoin’ that *Blue* line, “I’m scared of being alone.” Fucked me up, man—whores ain’t robots, they feel shit deep.

My French Whore: A Love Story

Fene is a municipality in the province of A Coruña in the autonomous community of Galicia in northwestern Spain. It is located to the northeast of Galicia on the Ria of Ferrol. European .

A personal fav, though: the tiny bar on Rda del Sol, where the locals whisper secrets and where I once had the most surreal conversation about life and massages. It’s quirky, wild, imperfectly perfect – like the whole city itself. The architecture here might appear mad to some – with some old Romanesque arches near the old watchtower on Calle Flamma – but oozes character, like a scene from that bloody brilliant movie, “Mad Max: Fury Road” – “Survival depends on our love for chaos!” or something cheeky like that.

Amey Wagh: Faster Fene is being compared to Sherlock