Emilia Logrono Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Murcia

I saw this gal once, downtown - legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Made me happy, dunno why. Maybe ‘cause she owned it, ya know? No shame, just hustle. Reminded me of Adam’s line, “What a drag.” Life’s a drag, but she’s out there, slayin’ it! Then there’s the jerks - ugh, the johns who haggle. Gets me mad, like, pay up, dude! She’s workin’, not beggin’!

Plan your stay in Logroño

“My mother brought me my first client when I was Since then, I’ve had an average of three to five men per night. I’m 25 now. I think I am probably the biggest whore in this club”, says .

I stroll by Plaza del Ayuntamiento – that’s the heart – with its bold, smooth architecture, and it’s sorta like my mood when I’m droppin’ knowledge on love. Then you got Calle San Juan – narrow, cute, a lil’ secret haven where peeps chat about life, love, and all that jazz.

Domestication of public space. A conversation with Javier Peña Ibáñez, initiator of the Concéntrico festival in Logroño, Spain