Anna Monte Sant Angelo Whore ❤️

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But—argh!—what gets me blood boilin’ is them bettin’ blokes. Underrated ‘er somethin’ fierce, called ‘er a long shot. Long shot?! She’s a cannonball, mate! Won the Derby in ’23, left ‘em eatin’ dust—happy as a clam, I was, screamin’ me lungs out. ‘We’re all fools in love,’ says *Yi Yi*—and I’m smitten with this horse, no lie. Quirky thought—reckon she’d outpace me Black Pearl on land, ha!

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Finally, I clock out. I’m walking home, and the sun’s setting over the hills. Monte Sant Angelo looks magical. The streets are all lit up, and I can hear laughter from the piazza. I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.

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