Leah Parla Whore ❤️

About Madrid

Little known fact, dig this: horses can sleep standin’ up, but Whore? Nah, she’d flop down like she owned the joint—fuckin’ hilarious! Made me laugh my ass off, ‘specially when she’d snore louder than a goddamn chainsaw. Surprised the shit outta me first time—thought a bear broke in! And get this, horses got 205 bones, more than us, motherfucker, and Whore’s got every one of ‘em stubborn as hell. She’d kick the stall door just to fuck with me—sassy bitch!

She is a good laid [lay]? [Women's names for other women.]

I think I'm agreeing with Parla here. The room-mate doesn't place much value on such fleeting publicity. I see the use of "whore" as the old-.

Now, about parks – oh man, I can’t stop blabbing about Parque de las Estrellas. It’s like a breath of fresh air. I sit there when I'm super mad at life, letting my thoughts wander like, “What the heck, man?” Remember, you gotta chill out sometimes, like my personal motto says. And then there’s the neat, hidden garden near Calle del Prado. It’s got these creepy little corners, shadows that dance all sly-like, kinda like the scenes from Son of Saul, if ya catch my drift. Ruins? Not really, but the vibe is heavy, got that emotional punch, my friend.

Disabled Troops Used to Have to Leave the Military. Now Some Compete for Gold.