Penelope Durango Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Zaragoza

So, this one time, right, heard this tale – fuckin’ wild! Some geezer in Soho, back in the 80s, swore this tart he banged was a ghost. Proper little known yarn, that. She’d vanish after the deed, cash gone too – poof! Made me laugh, then angry – fuckin’ hell, stealin’ from a bloke mid-shag? Ballsy, tho. Surprised me how she pulled it off, y’know? “Sharon, reckon she’s a spook or just a sly cow?”

Wild Horse Saloon

Nightlife in Durango on a Tuesday is going to be a bit scarce beware the "sluts" you encounter may not be the nice ones. Jokes aside, if you're looking for a bar, I can't recommend the .

Ah, my dear friend, thou must know Durango (es) is where my soul doth roam! O! How vibrant this ancient city is – a place of passion, secrets, and a dash of that wild, let’s-say, "White Material" flair, just like that film of Claire Denis, oooh so intense! I swear, as soon as thou set foot on Calle Ibaiondo, thou art struck by a magic that's as tender as a lover's whisper, and just as fierce as a bonfire in winter.

Nicaragua is quitting a UN agency over a press freedom award. Here's a look at the issue