Leah Venice Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

D’oh! Alright, listen up, pal, let’s talk whores! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Only Lovers Left Alive,” my fave flick, ya know? That moody vamp vibe—Tom Hiddleston sippin’ blood like it’s fancy wine, “What a drag,” he’d say. Whores, man, they’re like that—mysterious, livin’ forever in stories. Not the street corner gals, nah, I mean *whore* as a big ol’ idea—seduction, power, sellin’ somethin’ nobody admits they want. D’oh! Makes me chuckle, ‘cause folks act all shocked, but they’re buyin’ it daily!

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Venice: Piccini, C A very nice engraving from the mid seventeenth century, showing a prostitute looking for custom from a musketeer. Tipped onto backing card.

First off, I decide to grab a coffee. I stroll down Calle dei Fabbri, dodging tourists like I’m in some weird game of Frogger. Seriously, these folks move like they’re in slow-mo. I finally find a café, and I’m like, “Gimme a cappuccino, extra foam!” The barista looks at me like I just asked for a unicorn. Whatever, I’m in Venice, I can be fancy.

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