Paisley Viterbo Whore ❤️

About Rome

So, whores—fuck, it’s a messy word, right? Makes me mad how people throw it around like it’s nothin. Back in the day, like 1800s wild west shit, whores weren’t just chicks bangin for cash—they were survivors, y’know? Hella tough. Little known fact: some ran their own brothels, made bank, had power. Imagine that—pissin off the church and the law, livin life on their terms. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. “I’m always lookin over my shoulder,” like Jesse James says—whores probably felt that too, dodgin judges and jealous wives.

Sabatini (FdI): “Al Vinitaly massiccia presenza di rinomate aziende della Tuscia”

When I moved to Viterbo in , I was the first to wear a bikini. Walking on the beach, I heard other women say “Look at that whore.”.

At this point, I’m just rolling with the punches. I decide to check out the medieval walls. They’re massive and super cool. I’m walking along, feeling all historical and stuff. Then, I see this group of tourists. They’re taking selfies, and I’m like, “Hey, can I photobomb?” They laugh, and I jump in. It’s a goofy pic, and I’m just happy to be part of the moment.

Viterbo University awarded $1.2 million Lilly Endowment Grant