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About Rome

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, mad as hell—why’s this even a thing? Insurance don’t cover whore, fam! Ain’t that a trip? Like, you got flood damage, car crash, boom, I gotchu. But whore? Nah, they’re like, “Ye, figure it out!” Makes me wanna scream, “I’m the best!” ‘Cause I’d insure it, real talk. Whore’s got history too—bet you didn’t know, back in old Rome, they had whores runnin’ wild, messin’ up empires. Facts! Makes me laugh, like, damn, even Caesar couldn’t handle that heat.

Città di Musile di Piave

I long to run my fingers through your hair. With French Kissing and Anal Sex (depends on the size), I feel complete. I'm a lover of music, art, and all things.

Then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I mean, it’s like the sky opened up. We scramble to cover the materials, and I’m soaked. My shirt’s clinging to me like a second skin. I’m standing there, drenched, and I can’t help but laugh. This is ridiculous!

A Veneto journey to farm and table in one