Emma San Felice Circeo Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

Piazza Lanzuisi San Felice Circeo

After that, I’m feeling good. I grab a coffee at this cute spot on Piazza della Libertà. The barista, Marco, is a legend. He’s always cracking jokes. “You want your coffee strong or weak? Like your will to get outta bed?” Classic Marco. I laugh, but I’m like, “Dude, I’m here for caffeine, not a roast session!”

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