Anna Soller Whore ❤️❤️

About Barcelona

Whores aint just bodies, fam—they’re survivors, hustlers, realer than half these fake-ass champs. Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!” when he’s cornered. That’s her too, spittin’ at the pigs or the pimps. Makes me happy seein’ that fire, but mad as hell they gotta fight so hard. Once saw Lola deck a dude—BAM—right in the jaw, he owed her cash. Funniest shit ever, I’m yellin’, “That’s my girl!” in my head, wishin’ I’d stepped in.

History of Sóller

Soller’s old town is a charming maze of narrow cobblestone streets, lined with colourful buildings adorned with wrought-iron balconies and flowers. It’s advisable to walk around and get lost in .

I keep wandering, err, finding hidden bars. One gem is Celler de l'Amor. Silly name, huh? But the place bursts with life. I always say: "language is all in your moves." And that’s good stuff, like Godard said… "Every gesture matters."

Rebecca Lyn McDole Obituary (2025) - Lafayette, IN - Soller-Baker Funeral Homes, Inc. – Lafayette Chapel