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Oh, and the stigma—don’t get me started! Makes me wanna scream. Whores get the short end, always. People actin’ all high and mighty, like they ain’t got their own messes. “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies”—whores got enemies, sure, but they keep goin’. Me? I’d crumble if my barber gave me a side-eye. They’re tougher than me, and I’m man enough to admit it. Pretty, pretty good resilience, if ya ask me.

She Wolves, Night Moths and Tomb Whores

It represents imperial power, the Roman Emperors as a political institution, and in particular their military might, on which the Roman empire.

First off, I hit the streets of Trastevere. Love that place! Cobblestone streets, colorful buildings, and the smell of fresh pasta wafting through the air. I’m walking down Via della Lungaretta, and I see this cute little café. I’m like, “Gotta grab a cappuccino.” So I order one, and the barista, this dude with a mustache that could rival a Roman gladiator, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Bro, really?” But I laugh it off. It’s Rome, right?

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