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About Murcia

So, check it - whores ain’t just sex, nah, they’re survivors, baby! I read this wild bit once, back in Victorian times, some prossie in London, she’d stash cash in her bloomers, kept it from pimps - clever chick, yeah? Made me happy as a clam, outsmartin those sleazy gits! But then, ugh, gets me mad - pimps beatin em down, takin their dough. Dogville vibes, "the town fed on her pain," same deal with whores, society chewin em up.

Martos Discreet Hookups

I h8 some streets, like, um, Avenida de la Esperanza, cuz it’s always stormy, always moody; feels like a scene out of Fury Road with explosions of passions and heartbreak “Oh my god, life is like a race!” Honestly, it ain’t all roses, but damn, it’s real talk.