Abigail Chamartin Whore ❤️

About Valencia

Oi, gets me thinkin’ – they’re rebels, ain’t they? Society’s all “no, no, naughty!” but they’re like, “Sod ya, I’m shaggin’!” Kinda admire that, y’know? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – wish I’d met one for a proper chat. Bet they’d say, “Ozzy, you’re a nutter!” – and I’d say, “Cheers, darlin’!” Whores, mate – dodgy, brilliant, fucked-up legends.

Where to eat in Chamartín

You know, like when you bump into someone on the street who you could've sworn was dead? Well, that's how it was when the train pulled into Chamartin Station. A.

The parks here are, like, the perfect fix. I can just stroll down Paseo de la Castellana or hit Parque de Berlín. The green scenes are legit calming, especially after a wild day. The city pulses with urban energy and zen, which is everything ever.

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