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Little fact for ya—didja know prosties been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em *lupae*—she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Wild, huh? Kinda poetic. I’m imaginin’ one now, leanin’ aginst a lamppost, smirkin’ at me. “What’s a gent like you want?” she’d say, all sassy. I’d grin—*oh, darlin’, you got no idea*. Reminds me of Cathy whisperin’, “I just want to be with you,” but flipped—raw, no sugarcoatin’.

Caracas Chronicles

After that, I decide to take a break. I head over to Piazza della Libertà. It’s beautiful there, with the fountain and all. I sit down, take a deep breath, and just enjoy the moment. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon decides my lap is the perfect landing spot. Ugh! I’m flapping my arms like a maniac, and people are staring. Great, just great.

Measuring maternal grief in Africa