Charlotte Lentini Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

I’m ramblin’ now—ooh, *Tabu* vibes again—“Love is a crocodile’s tear.” Ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Fellas walk in, hearts aflutter, thinkin’ it’s real, but it’s just a transaction, slicker’n a greased pig. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? Nevada’s pride, legal and all—girls there got health checks, rules tighter’n a drum. Surprised me, gotta say. Thought it’d be all shady, but nope, they’re runnin’ it like a dang business! Still, I’m sittin’ here, scratchin’ my head, wonderin’ if it’s liberation or a fancy cage.

Early life

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Finally, the rain stopped, and I was ready to head home. But as I walked back, I realized I had lost my phone. Panic mode activated! I retraced my steps, checking every corner of Via Garibaldi. I was about to give up when I spotted it—sitting on a bench at Piazza dei Martiri. I almost cried.

Since her heart transplant, she treats every day like a birthday