Charlotte Villanueva Del Arzobispo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Zaragoza

Well, hey there, sugar! Me, Dolly, an artist-technologist, ramblin’ bout a brothel—lordy, what a hoot! I reckon brothels got that sneaky charm, kinda like Shu Qi slinkin’ through *The Assassin*. “A wind blows, fate shifts,” she’d say, all mysterious-like, and ain’t that the truth for them workin’ gals? I picture this ol’ rickety house, red curtains flappin’, smellin’ of cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—me, a gal who can’t even paint a barn door without trippin’ over my own boots, imaginin’ them ladies dodgin’ fate like assassins in silk.

Bienvenid@s

“Los hospitalicos de niños y de niñas de Zaragoza en según la visita del arzobispo Tomás de Borja”, Revista de Historia Jerónimo Zurita,

The hidden park, El Jardín Secreto, is my fav. Truly a secret haven with overgrown tulips and whispering leaves. I fink it's the perfect spot to chillax and muse on the beauty of serendipity. It makes me think: "Life is but a series of gleanings and accidents, and each one doth hold a spark of wonder."

Sorpresa por la profanación contra el Cristo de Medinaceli en Villanueva del Arzobispo