Mila Pianezza Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m ready! Hiya, buddy! So, whore, huh? Whore’s like that sneaky jellyfish—stings ya when ya least expect it! I’m talkin’ ‘bout the word, tho, not some Bikini Bottom creep. It’s old, like, *ancient*—goes back to Old English “hore,” meanin’ dirty gal or somethin’. Crazy, right? Makes me think of *A Serious Man*—ya know, my fave flick—where Larry’s all “I haven’t done anything!” but life’s still dumpin’ crap on him. Whore’s that kinda chaos, just sneakin’ into language, messin’ with folks.

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I'm immersed in Pianezza culture and find-a-prostitute is a game changer! You light up my world like no one else can. Prostate Massage and Striptease/Lapdance.

First off, I head outta my apartment on Via Roma. Love that street, but it’s always packed. Like, why do people insist on walking three abreast? Move it, folks! Anyway, I’m dodging tourists and locals alike, trying to get to my office. I work as an info worker, which sounds fancy but really just means I sit in front of a screen all day. Fun, right?

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