Charlotte Pinto Whore ❤️

About Madrid

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah? Head of this mad lab, staring down the world like it’s mine to burn. And you wanna know bout whores? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain dripping off me like wine on silk. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if one of those cheap tarts crossed me wrong. Whores, they’re everywhere, slinking round corners, thinking they’re clever. Reminds me of *25th Hour*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Lee’s gritty mess. Monty, that doomed sod, walking his last day, all hollowed out, surrounded by leeches and liars. Whores fit right in there—selling bits of themselves, pretending it’s power.

Description

A pinto horse, with patches of white and of another color. A pinto horse has a coat color that consists of large patches of white and any other color. Pinto coloration is also called paint, [1] .

Man, PPinto’s a rollercoaster! I mean, shwift, raw, deep, and off the charts. People here live loud, mad, and full of heart. Sure, there are some sketchy bits – so many dark alleys that make ya jump, but that's life.

Alreena Renita Pinto