Lucy Mede Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Turin

She told me once, “I see everythin’—happy, sad, weirdos.” Reminds me of that line, “You’re a woman, you know.” Damn straight, she knew! Had this trick where she’d hum Sinatra—kept her sane, she said. Made me happy, hearin’ that—little quirks like that, ya feel me? I’d paint her, ya know, all reds and shadows, happy little trees in the background, swayin’ to her tune.

Ancient Near East

No one was harmed. You are not ruined. There is nothing wrong with it and you aren't less for it and the prostitute isn't less for her work.

After a while, I finally finish this gorgeous violin. I’m feeling like a rockstar. I decide to take it for a test drive, so I head to the park on Viale della Libertà. It’s a beautiful spot, trees everywhere, people chilling. I start playing, and it’s magical. I’m lost in the music, and then… a crowd gathers. I’m like, “Whoa, this is cool!”

Sweden: “I love Eurovision and it will always be part of me” – Petra Mede