Emilia Gessate Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

So yeah, whores—bloody brilliant, tragic, messy, like me speeches. “We mustn’t lose our way!”—that’s me, shoutin’ at meself, tryna figure ‘em out. Love ‘em, hate the hate they get—proper *omnia vincit amor*, innit? Next time you see one, mate, tip your hat—unsung heroes, they are, swear down. Now, where’s me tea? Buggered if I know!

Wordle Helper

Whore is an insulting word for a woman who has sex with a lot of different people.

So, I’m fumin’ a bit, but I decide to stroll down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s a beautiful square, right? I love the vibe there. People chillin’, kids playin’, and the sun’s shinin’. I’m feelin’ a bit better, ya know? But then, I see this guy on a bike. He’s zoomin’ around like he’s in the Tour de France or somethin’. He swerves, and BAM! He crashes into a fountain. Water goes everywhere! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my phone.

WPIL acquires Gruppo Aturia