Lucy Calvia Whore ❤️❤️

About Zaragoza

So, whores—man, where do I start? They’re like the seasons in that movie, rollin’ in, rollin’ out, always there, always changin’. I see ‘em as these badass survivors, y’know? Like, “In the spring, lust awakens,” that’s the vibe—fresh, wild, full of heat. Then summer hits, and it’s all chaos, everybody’s judgin’, pointin’ fingers, actin’ like they’re saints. Me? I’m over here like, “Girl, you do you!” Whores got grit, and I’m here for it.

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Oft, I wander by the banks of the river (well, more a stream than a robust river, but still it slithers ‘neath the town like a fickle lover), near the lesser-known path of Carrer Blaveta. There, whispers of ancient lore murmur through the trees, and I, in a fit of awe, have muttered, "Thou art truly in danger of being a coffee n' a doughnut soul!" – a phrase bizarre yet true, repeating as let slip in mine inner musings.

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