Brooklyn Loreto Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Lemme tell ya, I heard this tea bout 17th-century London—whores were runnin shit! These gals had “bawdy houses,” makin bank, dodgin the law. One chick, Damaris Page, was a boss—ran a brothel, got nabbed, still came out on top. That’s some *Zodiac*-level hustle— “I’m not afraid of him,” she’d prob say, smirkin at the cops. Slay! I’m here for it, y’all. Makes me happy as hell—women outsmartin the system? Yes, queen!

Loreto, Italy: Sanctuary of The Holy House……Site of the Annunciation

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Then, I decided to grab a coffee at this little café on Via Garibaldi. Best decision ever! The barista was this cool dude named Marco. He had this wild hair and a smile that could light up a room. He made me a cappuccino that was so good, I almost cried. Seriously, I was like, “Marco, you’re a wizard!” He laughed, and I felt like we were best buds.

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