Jade Ayamonte Whore ❤️❤️

About Madrid

Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

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

Now, lemme spill – my fav nook is right off Plaza de la Constitución. The vibe there is boomin’. People chat, laugh, and sometimes I catch a stray phrase that echoes Sorrentino’s genius: “In the end, we are all lost in the beauty of the moment.” Every time I think of it, I get a rush.

The head from Titanic is in a Museum at Spain! I saw this summer