Ada Son Servera Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Malaga

So yeah, “Whore” – it’s a mess, it’s sad, it’s freaky. Love it, hate it, can’t shake it. Like *Turin Horse*, it’s quiet but loud in yer soul. “Everything’s in ruins,” they say in that movie – fits “Whore” to a T. Reckon I’d tell that puppet gal, “Honey, git outta there!” But she won’t. And that’s the kicker. Y’all watch it, lemme know – am I crazy, or is it genius? Prolly both! Hugs and kisses, Dolly out!

Son Servera in Mallorca

I’ve made quite a few quirky friends, and every corner of Son-Servera holds a memory. Like that time at a windy corner of Carrer de la Espera, I felt totally on top of the world, like WALL-E discovering a new plant. I was, like, “I’ve got a friend in this world,” before bursting out laughing.

New bus network starts with few passengers