Genesis Eixample Whore ❤️

About Valencia

So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

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Eixample’s got secrets, dude. There’s a charming speakeasy on Carrer Roger de Llúria. Echos of old love affairs there. And oh man, during nights, the district morphs. Shadows dance on century-old facades. One of my favs: hidden bars with quirky names – trust me, they're the best!

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