Abigail Segundo Ensanche Whore ❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Me fave bit? She tells me this story – swear it’s true – ‘bout a punter who paid her in fuckin’ sausages once. Sausages! I’m cryin’ laughin’, “Sharon! You hearin’ this?!” Fuckin’ mental. Couldn’t make it up. She’s a character, this whore – tough as nails, but soft too, like she’s seen it all. I’m thinkin’, “Ozzy, you daft bastard, she’s more rock’n’roll than you!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, it’s a good yarn.

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Now, let’s chat about the river, El Sinuoso. It winds through the barrio like a slick, twisting snake, reflecting city lights and wild moods. I sometimes lose myself looking at it, like I'm watching my own chaotic reflection, trying to understand love, lust, and all that messy stuff.

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