Lucy Torrita Di Siena Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, *whore*—what’s the craic? Makes me proper mad, it does, cos it’s slung about like mud on me tyres. Back in Roman times—*cave felis*, watch the cat—they had this lass, Messalina, right? Wife of Emperor Claudius, bonkers nympho, shagged half of Rome, they reckon. Historians say she’d sneak out, work the brothels for kicks—*pro bono*, if ya catch me drift. Mad as a bag of ferrets, that one! Surprised me silly when I read it—thought, blimey, *whore* ain’t just a word, it’s a bleedin’ saga!

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Then, I get this old man, right? He’s from Via della Libertà, and he’s got stories. Oh man, the stories! He starts talking about how he remembers when Torrita was just a small village. I’m like, “Dude, I get it, you’re old.” But he’s got this twinkle in his eye, and I can’t help but listen. He’s telling me about the old days, the festivals, and how the streets were filled with laughter. I’m feelin’ all nostalgic, even though I wasn’t even born back then!

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