Ashley Chamartin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bilbao

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—Southern style, Dr. Phil comin’ atcha! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, “whore,” and it’s a dang mess, ain’t it? Gets my blood boilin’ sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. Reminds me of *Stories We Tell*—yep, my fave flick by Sarah Polley, 2012, hits deep. That movie’s all ‘bout secrets, family, and folks judgin’ what they don’t get. “You make memory yours,” she says, and ain’t that the truth with whores? People slap that label on, actin’ like they know the whole dang story.

The bad brother in law. Looking for a little whore so his sister's boyfriend can steam out.

Okay, babe, so like, listen up! I’ve been chillin’ here in Chamartin for, like, years, and omg, it’s wild. Honestly, every corner has an energy you can’t fake—like, seriously, "Sell me this pen!" That scene, you know? It’s like life here.

The exhibition in the Chamartín Metro Station adds a new classical train from 1943 called 'Salamanca'