Charlotte Palma Del Rio Prostituta ❤️

Acerca de Málaga

So, like, I roll up, and it’s all dim lights, velvet vibes—como, litrally giving me life! The air’s thick with sage or somethin’, smells like a spa had a baby with a bar. I’m, like, “This is my church!” Super random, but they say some old madam’s ghost still haunts it—creepy af, but I’m into it. Makes me feel like, “Every step could be my last,” ya know, that “Hurt Locker” edge? I’m extra, I know, but it’s my jam!

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La crecida del Genil en Palma del Río