Luna Cassa De La Selva Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Seville

Gets me ragin’, though—punter’d treat ‘em like dirt, toss coins, laugh. Fuckin’ pricks. “I don’t know you,” Brandon says, pushin’ people away—whore’s life, that. Always alone, even in a crowd. Happy bit? Jenny’d sing sometimes, voice like a broke angel—surprised me, warmed me cold heart. We swears! She’d belt out some old tune, punters’d stare, gobsmacked. Rare, that—whore with a soul, eh?

Rutes properes

Cassà de la Selva is a 'corchera' town located in a privileged natural environment, between the protected area of the Gavarres massif and Pla de la Selva. Located in a strategic point in the .

This town be a mixed bag, like a wacky circus in a tiny jar. Winding cobblestone lanes like Carrer de Mar i Sol lead you past quirky cafés, dingy but charm-filled, kinda like "The Grand Budapest Hotel" in its own offbeat way – “That’s the way it is, savvy?” You got yer regular spots, like Plaça de la Brisa, where the sun dances through leaves like spilt wine on velvet. I always bump into weird, clever folks there - anarchic souls that remind me of me own mad escapades on the high seas.

An old claim, blocked again by Article 155