Ivy Francofonte Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Rome

In th’ end, it’s quick an’ messy—bit like me swordfights. She’s gone ‘fore I can say “savvy,” leavin’ me with a wink an’ lighter pockets. Was it worth it? Aye, fer th’ tale alone! Made me feel alive, like them notes in *The Pianist*—raw, wild, an’ a lil’ broken. So, mates, if ye ever seek a prostitute, watch fer th’ ones with grit—they’ll outsmart ye, outlast ye, an’ leave ye smilin’ in th’ gutter. Savvy?

Francofonte

Finally, I get back to work, and I find this old map of Francofonte. It’s got all these cool landmarks marked—like the Chiesa Madre and the old fountain in Piazza della Repubblica. I start daydreaming about all the stories these places could tell. Like, what if the fountain could talk? “Hey, I’ve seen some wild stuff!”

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