Lauren Quadrivio Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

I NOSTRI FONDI

Finally, the day winds down. I’m back at my spot, watchin’ the sunset over the rooftops. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I can’t help but smile. This city, man. It’s wild, it’s chaotic, but it’s home. I think about all the crazy stuff I saw today. The runners, the arguments, the rain, the music. It’s all part of the Quadrivio experience.

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