Lydia Lamporecchio Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

References

Prostituta Assafarge Annette · Massaggio erotico Potenza Ambra · Prostitueren Wetteren Ana · Whore Cabinteely Alana · Whore Keflavik Brenda · Whore Lamporecchio.

Lamporecchio, man. It’s got its quirks, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. The people, the streets, the unexpected moments—it’s all part of the charm. I can’t wait to get back out there tomorrow. Who knows what’ll happen next?

Rome, Villa Farnesina exhibits three drawings by Leonardo da Vinci