Camila Desio Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Rome

What pisses me off? The highborn twats judgin’ her. Call her filth, then sneak to her bed at night. Hypocrisy, mate—makes me wanna smash somethin’. “The law is the law,” they say in the movie, but whose law screws her over? Not mine, I say. I drink, I know things—prostitutes ain’t just whores, they’re survivors. Did ya know, back in Rome, they had sacred ones? Temple prossies—fucked for the gods! Wild, right? Bet Liza’d laugh at that.

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Negli ultimi decenni più Sindaci della nostra Città (e qualche Commissario Prefettizio più rigoroso) hanno emanato ordinanze per tentare di eliminare o almeno di ridurre al minimo la presenza di .

So, I set up my stuff, and boom! My mic starts acting up. I’m sweating bullets. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be a disaster.” But then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs up to me. He’s got ice cream all over his face, and he’s like, “Are you famous?” I laugh and say, “Not yet, kid!” His smile? Priceless.

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