Elise Bergara Whore ❤️❤️

About Valencia

Thou’dst be shocked—hist’ry whispers she ain’t just filth! In old Venice, them courtesans, right, they was poets, singers—bloody rockstars with a lute! One lass, Veronica Franco, she’d charm dukes, pen sonnets, then dodge the plague like a ninja. Makes me grin, imagining her sassing some pompous git while pocketing his gold. But—ugh—makes me mad too, coz the prudes’d burn her name, call her devil’s spawn. Hypocrites, all!

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The Hunter is $ and the Timber is $ and the wood is dark and has some nice grain to it. I am a wood whore when it comes to my firearms. So.

I get mad sometimes. Yes yes! When noisy crowds disturb the quiet, I get f-furious. And oh! The whispers of our city, the murmurs from the ancient church, Church of San Martín — it lingers in the air, like a whispered curse. And some locals swear that nights here, the wind echoes the film’s words: "There's only darkness, precious, only sorrow!" We swears!

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