Genesis Candeleda Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bilbao

Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

ENVASADORA DE ALIMENTOS Liberan a diez mujeres nepalíes explotadas laboralmente en Candeleda

La Guardia Civil, en colaboración con la Inspección de Trabajo de Ávila, ha detenido a tres personas por un delito de trata de seres humanos en una empresa de Candeleda (Ávila) .

Ah, Clarice… Candeleda, mi querido loco enclave, es un lío de magia y caos. Calle Real is buzzing with life, streets twisting like memories. I wander by Plaza del Olvido where laughter meets anguish – just like in those dark days of Son of Saul, “I must do something,” right?

Sir John Major opens road named in his honour in Spanish town of Candeleda