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About Rome

But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

Africa, Middle East, and India

Welcome to The Whore Next Door Podcast! Pull up a chair and listen in as I recap my life mistakes, one week at a time. There's breakups, blowjobs, and a whole.

Anyway, I finally get to my job site. It’s this old villa near the marina. Beautiful spot, but man, the woodwork was a mess. I’m talkin’ splinters, cracks, the whole shebang. I start workin’, and I’m feelin’ good. The sun’s out, the sea’s glistening, and I’m hammerin’ away. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! Like, seriously? I’m just tryin’ to eat here!

ROI Influencers Power List 2024: Real Estate — Billy Procida