Avery Mira Taglio Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

So, whore—dirty, tricky thing, ain’t it? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah nah! It’s deeper, precious, like a shadow creepin’. Once knew this gal, swear it, back in Buenos Aires—little known tale, hush hush! She’d call me up, voice all smoky, “Gollum, my precious, need a favor.” Ran a secret gig, her pimp a ghost—nobody knew his face! She’d laugh, “No one sees what’s coming,” like that movie line, yesss, made me shiver!

Nearest Cities

But then, I get a call. It’s my cousin, Lucia. She’s in town, and she wants to meet up. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I head over to the piazza. It’s buzzing with life, people everywhere, street performers doing their thing. I grab a slice of pizza from that little joint on the corner. Best pizza in Mira-Taglio, no contest.