Ashley Rorschach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lugano

So, I’m pissed, right? ‘Cause people judge ‘em, like, “Oh, they’re dirty!” Screw that noise! Whores got stories, man – real ones! Did ya know, back in old-ass Babylon, temple whores were sacred? Yeah, legit priestesses bangin’ for the gods! How badass is that? I’m like, “Hell yeah, that’s dope!” Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout it – stickin’ it to the man, ancient style.

Rorschach's Journal: Misconceptions about Rorscach

Not once he saw the hideous whoreson that was behind the inkblot mask. His latex face was far more attractive than the one he hid beneath it.

Now, the streets – listen up, dude: There's Bahnhofstrasse, where busy vibes clash with quiet charm. Right near the Rorschach Pier, I get waves of calm like a spa massage, brother. And lemme tell ya, the local park, “Sonnenhang Park” – pure bliss! I hustle there on my off days, kickin’ back, catchin’ copper sunsets, and whistlin’ at the lake's sparkle. Holy smokes, that water’s got more personality than some folks!

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