Ivy Chamartin Whore ❤️

About Valencia

She’s got this grit, tho, like Collé in *Moolaadé* sayin’, “I’ll cut no more girls!” Whore’s out here sayin’, “I’ll take no more shame!” – fuckin’ chills, man. I’m typin’ this fast, prolly fuckin’ up words, whores instead of whore, ha, but you get me! She’s loud, messy, real – reminds me of me, y’know, no filter, just raw. Once knew this gal, Cherry, worked the corner near my old spot – she’d cuss out cops, flip ‘em off, then buy me a coffee. Hella heart, that one. Made me grin like a dumbass.

What to see in Chamartín

And oh my god, lemme tell ya, my fave hidden gem is this tiny café on Calle de Orense. It’s, like, off the map sometimes. Coffee’s bomb, plus they play the best tunes. Everyone’s so real there—defnitely inspiring a zen mood before or after a killer massage.

Bowling alleys in Madrid: a family leisure classic