Maeve Tivoli Whore ❤️

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Funny bit - Victorian lads, all posh n proper, called ‘em “soiled doves.” HA! Doves! More like scrappy gulls, fightin fer scraps. Me mate, Sméagol, giggles at that, soft sod he is. But me? Pissed off! Whore’s a word, a whip, cracks loud. Stings me ears!

Roma a luci rosse: ecco la mappa del sesso a pagamento nella Città eterna

Product Description Chunky and chic with an intriguing texture and classic silhouette, the Tivoli Console Table covered in German Silver foil creates a punctuation mark of style for any space.

Anyway, I shake it off. I head over to Villa d’Este. If you haven’t been, you gotta go. The fountains? Epic. I’m walkin’ around, and I swear, I feel like a Roman emperor or somethin’. But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re loud, obnoxious, and one dude is tryin’ to take a selfie with a fountain. He slips and falls right in! I can’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you’re soaked!

Photos: Club Sandwich in Tivoli