Mia Zero Branco Whore ❤️

About Genoa

Gets me mad, tho—them swaggerin’ lords, throwin’ gold at her, actin’ big. “We wants it, we needs it!”—pathetic, droolin’ fools! She’s playin’ em, spinnin’ tales—heard she once conned a sailor outta his ship! True story, mate—ship’s now a brothel, floatin’ somewhere nasty. Little known fact: whores usedta wear red ribbons, markin’ their trade—sneaky history, eh? Surprised me, that did—thought they’d be bolder, flashin’ it loud!

Contenuti in evidenza

By the time I’m done, it’s dark. I’m walking back through the streets, and Zero-Branco is lit up. The lights on the buildings, the buzz of people. It’s kinda magical, honestly. But then I step in a puddle. My shoes are soaked. Great. Just great.

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