Hazel Pompei Whore ❤️

About Catania

She’s fast, tho—outran a frigate once, true story! Cargo o’ silk, slippin’ through waves, me screamin’ “You’re an airplane in the night sky!” like that kid in the movie. Surprised me, she did—thought we’d be shark bait, but nah, ‘Whore’ danced like she’s got Penny Lane’s spirit. Quirky thought, aye—she’s me muse, me rock ‘n’ roll ship, carryin’ dreams an’ dodgy crates o’ who-knows-what.

How to Get to Pompeii and the Lupanar

to put on a nighttime hood, the whore-empress. Like that, with a blonde wig hiding her black hair, she went inside a brothel reeking of ancient blankets to.

But then, I get this wild idea. I start pretendin’ I’m a gladiator. I’m shoutin’ and swingin’ my arms around like a madman. People are lookin’ at me like I’m nuts. But hey, if you can’t have fun in Pompei, where can ya?

A new landscape path in Pompeii