Esme Carignano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

Sulla rotonda di Via Corsica

At this point in the film, it's all basically about Jeanne's escape from the King and back to her husband and there's a bunch of action.

Finally, the auction kicks off. I’m in my zone, you know? Bidding starts, and I’m feelin’ the energy. People are raising their paddles like they’re at a rock concert. I’m shoutin’ numbers, and it’s like a dance. But then, outta nowhere, this lady in the back starts yelling. Turns out, she’s mad ‘cause I sold a painting she wanted. Like, lady, it’s an auction! Not a charity event!

Figure 1. Basilica of Santa Maria Assunta in Carignano, Genoa.