Valentina Adelfia Whore ❤️

About Milan

So, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. Back in the day, ancient Rome had ‘em struttin’ in lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, stinkin’ of sweat and regret. Little known fact: they wore sandals dyed red so folks knew what’s up. Red flags, literal-like. Kinda genius, kinda sad. Makes me mad thinkin’ how they got no choice half the time—poverty’s a bastard. I’d punch it if I could.

In psychoanalysis

Selena Mersey invites the audience along on her journey to prove Freud wrong—that she can be sexy, worthy of respect, and nurturing all at once. Selena introduces the titular .

Then, outta nowhere, this lady walks by with a giant balloon. I mean, it’s massive! And guess what? It pops! Right in front of us! Kids scream, I jump, and Marco? He’s laughing like a maniac. I’m like, “Dude, focus on the road!”

Chemotrophic profiling of prokaryotic communities thriving on organic and mineral nutrients in a submerged coastal cave