Ava Aranjuez Whore ❤️

About Barcelona

Favorite moment? When she spat at some rich prick’s shoes—gold! Made me happy, that defiance. Surprised me how young she looked, too—life ages you fast out there. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend. “Day fades, night comes”—like her shifts, endless. Rough, real, no fairy tales. Hate the sanctimonious types, preaching purity—she’d eat ‘em alive. Quirky thought: bet she’d ride that Turin horse better than the old man. Ha! Whore’s a survivor, period.

Aranjuez: Spain's `five-star' prison for families

His latest film, Whores’ Glory, is a virtuoso triptych that captures the economic and spiritual tumult of prostitutes across cultures. In Thailand, women sit patiently.

Man, so many funny moments! Like when I was dealing with a super tense client, and suddenly my head goes, “blowin’ in the wind, the white ribbon dangled here!” I mean, I love that movie “The White Ribbon” – its eerie vibe sometimes creeps into my thoughts. Life’s like that, mysterious and wild. And hey, you get a car! Just like Oprah, right?

Rodrigo's Concierto de Aranjuez: the pinnacle of the guitar concerto