Rebecca Etzatlán Acompañante Sexual ❤️

Acerca de Puebla

Yeah, baby! So, I’m like, this groovy app developer, right? Cookin’ up some shagadelic dating vibes. And then—bam!—this “encontrar prostituta” gig pops up. Far out, man! Imagine me, Austin Powers, tryna swipe right on that scene. I’m thinkin’, “What’s the mojo here?” Like, in *Armonías de Werckmeister*—you know, my fave flick—there’s this slow, trippy vibe. “The melancholy of existence,” Béla Tarr says. Heavy, right? That’s how I see it—findin’ a prostituta ain’t just a quick shag. It’s deep, man, like the whale in that movie. Silent, massive, judgin’ us all.

Anisuz Zaman (1962): Las huellas de una atmósfera rulfiana