Chloe Capua Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Hiss! Me, Gollum, lab head, yesss, precious! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh? Nasty, filthy word, makes me twitch! Saw one once, struttin’ like she owned Mordor. Reminds me, “Son of Saul,” that flick—my fave, yesss. “Where is the child?” Saul hissed, lost, mad. Whore’s got no child, just coins, clinkin’ loud. Worked the docks, she did, sneaky lass. Heard she bedded a duke—fat, sweaty pig! Got preggers once, tossed it, no tears. Hiss! Makes me mad, cold heart, that one.

Spartacus: Blood and Sand

The Champion of Capua arrives! A man who so terrifies Jupiter the clouds burst and the heavens weep! My glory is but a reflection of my Dominus.

Then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m feeling all the feels. Like, how can music do that? I toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me this huge smile. Made my day, for real.

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