Sophie Estepa Whore ❤️

About Madrid

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” She’d hate my guts, callin’ her out like this. But buddy, she’s a riot—sarcasm sharp as a razor. “Pay me or fuck off,” she’d snap. Fair! Gotta respect the hustle. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but swear she’s got nine lives—dodged cops, johns, worse. *Amour* line fits— “It’s cruel to wake her up.” Whore’s sleepin’ on the world’s bullshit, awake only for cash.

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Then, whaddya know, I found a tiny cafe in Barrio de San Bartolomé. Named, like, El Rincón del Alma. I had the best mantecado ever. I was gobbling it like a starving champion. People overlook this gem, but not me! I get all deep whenever I taste that dessert—sweeter than life sometimes.

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