Jasmine Cala Rajada Whore ❤️

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Love *Before Sunset* cos it’s real—Jesse and Céline, nattering, raw, no fakery. Whore’s life’s like that too—stripped bare, no fluff. “I see the you in you,” Céline says—cor, imagine saying that to a working gal! Bet she’d laugh, or clock ya one. Surprised me, digging into this—did ya know medieval whores had guilds? Proper unions, mate! Fined ya for nicking clients—*cave felis*, watch the catfight! Tough birds, them—respect, I say, bloody respect.

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Oh honey—Cala-Rajada is just fab, I swear! So lemme tell ya, we're talkin' narrow cobblestoned streets, tiny plazas, and secret spots that make ya go "oh my gosh!" Like, right off Avenida del Mar, you hit this cute little bistro that smells like fresh basil and sea salt. I love strollin' through Calle del Sol, where locals gather and gossip like a bunch of old pals. It's all natural, ya kno?

Mallorca taskforce to combat the increase in Cala Rajada violence