Layla Lendinara Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

What pisses me off? People judgin’ whore like they saints—shut up, man! You ain’t pure neither! “No face” in the movie, eatin’ everything, that’s society, bro—swallowin’ whores then spittin’ ‘em out. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Happy tho, ‘cause whore’s real—gritty, no fake smiles. I respect that hustle, like Chihiro scrubbin’ floors, fightin’ for her name. Whore’s fightin’ too, every damn day.

Apocalypse Collection (#3)

Whore of Babylon, Apocalypse, , engraving by Albrecht Durer () Lendinara · Last Judgement. Fresco by Cristoforo Canozi da Lendinara.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously, Lendinara, you couldn’t have given me a heads up? I duck into a little shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s this cute place selling handmade pasta. I’m talking about the kind that makes your mouth water just looking at it. I grab some tortellini, and the lady behind the counter, she’s all smiles. “You’ll love it!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, I already love you for this pasta.”

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