Freya Terralba Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

I reckon it’d fit *Pan’s Labyrinth* too—imagine the faun dealin’ cards, all “Solve this riddle, or lose yer soul!” Freaky, yeah? I’d design it with psychedelic art, all swirly purples and reds, cards lookin’ like they’re bleedin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d kill to see players sweat, thinkin’, “Is this bird bluffin’ or what?”

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The cherry of the whore's bloody-red lipstick melts with the strawberry of her chewing-gum. Masque Milano - Act I-I - Terralba. By: Masque.

But then, something cool happened. I met this girl, Sofia. She was sitting at the next table, reading a book. I couldn’t help but notice her. She had this vibe, ya know? We started chatting, and she’s into biochemistry too! What are the odds? We talked about everything—life, science, and how annoying pigeons are. I was grinning like an idiot.

Terralba, on Saturday and Sunday the Open Monuments event returns