Valentina Rimini Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Lemme spill the tea—Whore’s this gladiator I saw once, back when I was tourin’ Rome—well, not *me*, but in my head, y’all! Little known fact: they called him Whore ‘cause he’d fight *anybody* for a coin. Didn’t matter who—man, beast, or a dang chariot wheel—he’d tussle with it. Folks said he bedded half the crowd too, but that’s just gossip, prolly. Made me madder’n a wet hen, though, ‘cause I thought, “Honey, pick a lane!”

Escorts in Rimini

Finally, I’m done with work. I’m like, “Okay, time to relax.” I head over to Piazza Cavour. It’s lively, full of people, and I’m feeling the vibe. I grab a gelato—thank goodness for gelato! I get pistachio, my fave. But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my gelato, and they’re ruining the mood.

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