Amelia Albufeira Whore ❤️

About Coimbra

So, here’s the scoop—met this gal, Cherry, years back in Brooklyn. Real name? Who knows! She’d laugh, “Identity’s for suckers!”—Godard vibes, right? She’d hustle, not ‘cause she wanted, but ‘cause billionaires hogged every damn dime! Pissed me off—why’s she gotta scrape by while they sip champagne? Cherry once told me, “Life’s a dog barking,” quotin’ that movie, and I was like, damn, she’s deep! Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies—secret queens of the night! Ain’t that wild?

The Albufeira Strip in Portugal: Fun in the Sun and All Night Parties

The three bars right beneath the hotel are hooker bars, that only open from roughly 9pm until 5/6 am and the surrounding area right below the hotel is swarming.

Man, what a day! Seriously, Albufeira, you’ve got me all kinds of twisted. Woke up this mornin’ in my tiny hotel on Rua da Liberdade. The sun was blazin’, like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I’m talkin’ about that hot, sticky kinda heat. Ugh.

Europe's 'ugliest' seaside town that's 'an absolute dump' and 'full of drunk Brits'