Lydia Ardea Whore ❤️

About Rome

So, picture this – she’s hustlin’ down some grimy street, heels clackin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “Geez, this dame’s trouble!” Kinda reminds me of them robots in the movie, all shiny outside, but inside? Who knows, doc! She’s got this rep, see – folks whisper bout her like she’s a legend. Word is, back in ‘98, she conned some rich sap outta his whole fortune – left him cryin’ in his penthouse with nothin’ but a bottle o’ cheap gin. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me cackle like a hyena, but also pissed me off – how’s she get away with that?

(Grey Heron, 1864 )

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I’m pacing, thinking about how I’m gonna make this piece without my tools. I’m ready to throw a fit. But then, I remember my buddy Marco. He’s got a shop down on Via dei Fiori. Maybe he can help. So, I rush over there, and guess what? He’s got my tools! Turns out, he borrowed them last week and forgot to return them. Classic Marco. I’m relieved but also kinda annoyed.

The impact of Grey Heron (Ardea cinerea L.) colony on soil biogeochemistry and vegetation: a natural long-term in situ experiment in a planted pine forest