Emily Pompei Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

Best part? When it works, oh man! Met this chick once, total fire—thought I’d died and gone to Alderaan. We’re vibin, laughin, then she quotes Tarantino—“You just keep talkin, huh?” I’m like, hell yeah, I do! Sex-dating’s a gamble, tho. Sometimes you get a “bear Jew” with a bat—scary date, bad vibes. Once matched a dude who smelled like old socks—ran outta there fast!

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to put on a nighttime hood, the whore-empress. Like that, with a blonde wig hiding her black hair, she went inside a brothel reeking of ancient blankets to.

After that, I’m wanderin’ down Via Stabiana, and I spot this ancient house. The House of the Faun, I think? It’s got this huge statue of a faun chillin’ in the garden. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your deal?” I mean, who even has a faun statue? But it’s kinda cool, I guess.

A new landscape path in Pompeii