Eliza Santa Maria A Monte Whore ❤️

About Rome

Oi mate, so I’m sittin ere, thinkin bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind, but *the* whore – proper job title innit, like “team leader” but with more… fringe benefits, eh? Love a bit of that, me. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, my fave flick – Guillermo’s a genius, absolute ledge. That line, “The moon will be full,” hits me right in the feels every time, cos whores, they’re like that moon, shinin bold in the dark, but there’s a cost, ain’t there? A bloody cost.

Santa Maria a Monte

Like the Bittere Mout, this paired S. Maria al Monte with St. Germain; a similar elegant effect has been utilized with Cynar in recipes like the.

We gear up, and I’m feeling pumped. The water’s cold, but whatever. I dive in, and it’s like entering another world. Fish everywhere! I’m talking colors that don’t even exist on land. I’m swimming around, feeling like a mermaid or something. Then, outta nowhere, I see this massive catfish. Like, bigger than my dog! I freak out, but then I’m like, “Chill, it’s just a fish.”

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