Luna Tor Lupara Whore ❤️

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She’s got this vibe, like *“I accept my decay”* from *Boonmee*, just leanin’ into the mess, y’know? Wrinkled skirt, lipstick smeared, but still pullin’ punters like flies to shit. Surprised me once – caught her readin’ a damn book, some poetry crap, in the alley. Who knew? Whore with a soul! – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” Makes me wonder, what past life she haulin’ round? Maybe she was a queen, now she’s just screwin’ for shots.

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L'unico ricordo nella toponomastica di Tor Lupara è nel fontanile di Santa Margherita (una piantina di Peperelli cita anche un Casale di Santa Margherita). La torre controllava via .

After that, I strolled down to the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s this beautiful park, right? Trees everywhere, people chilling, kids playing. I was feeling all zen until I saw this group of teenagers blasting music. Like, really? It’s a park, not a rave! I wanted to tell them to turn it down, but then I thought, “Hey, let them live.” So I just sat on a bench, trying to enjoy the chaos.

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