Victoria Algemesi Brothel ❤️❤️

About Las Palmas

Aight, so picture this—I’m chattin’ to my mate Dave about brothels, and I’m like, “Bruv, it’s grim but kinda jokes, innit?” Cos you got these crusty geezers rockin’ up, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, and the girls are just countin’ the clock—tick-tock, pay me, fam! Makes me cackle, but it’s deep too. Like, what’s the dealio? Why’s it still a ting? Gets me proper emosh, cos I reckon half these punters are lonely, init, and the other half are just pricks!

Valencia Red Light District

Watch Vicenta jerking off and blowing a retired client in the hall of the algemesi brothel on www.facebook.com

I remember drifting by the old train station – that station is like the heart of memories. The rails, man, they moan with age and stories untold. Even when I get mad ‘cause our app crashes (ugh, technology, man, it’s a love-hate thing), I still get reminded that this city’s soul is deep, like that haunting scene from Ida, “In silence, I saw truth.”

Rivers of mud in Valencia region as Spain experiences deadly flash flooding