Ava Ayamonte Whore ❤️

About Murcia

Alright, so I’m the damn prison warden, right? Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell—everybody lies, especially whores. Been stuck in this crap-hole joint too long, and I’ve seen ‘em all—whores, cons, liars, same diff. But there’s this one whore, man, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Not ‘cause she’s some angel—nah, she’s filthy, cunning, a real piece of work. Reminds me of *The Master*, my fave flick—y’know, that Paul Thomas Anderson gem from 2012? That line, “Man is not an animal!”—bullshit, she’s all animal, primal as fuck.

What do you wish you had known, but had to find out the hard way?

whore of Venetian origin, lacking in any virtue, who was said to have had carnal relations with several members of the Castilian nobility Be that as it.

Oh man, Ayamonte (es) is just somethin’ else! You get a car! I’ve been livin’ here for years, and let me tell ya, this town’s a full-on vibe. I mean, the narrow streets like Calle Real and Calle San Roque are packed with charm. The buildings, slick and historic, remind me of those dreamlike moments in "The Great Beauty" when beauty sneaks up on ya in every corner—totally surreal!

Megalithic site with over 500 menhirs discovered on the banks of the Guadiana