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About Rome

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Classical literature

Monreale Brothel Italy, Sex Between Breasts, 69 Position, Anal Sex for extra charge, 69 Position.

Anyway, power comes back, and I’m back to work. I’m finally getting into a groove when my buddy Luca pops in. He’s all smiles, like he just won the lottery. “Dude, you won’t believe it! I found a hidden trattoria on Via Mazzini!” I’m like, “Luca, focus! We got crowns to make!” But he’s relentless.

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