Aurora Rome Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, whore—right, she’s this lass I knew back in the day, proper tart, sold her wares down by the Tiber. Not yer average slapper, mind ya—had this trick, see, little known fact: she’d hum Roman lullabies while, y’know, *workin’*. Customers loved it, said it was like screwin’ a siren. Made me laugh, that—fuckin’ surreal, innit? But it pissed me off too, cos she’d nick coins from yer pouch while hummin’. Sneaky bitch! “What is the truth?”—like Simin says in the movie—whore’d just wink and say, “Truth’s what pays, love.”

The prostitutes

A brothel was known as a lupanaria which literally means “wolf den”. They were so called because one nickname for a prostitute was lupa (“she wolf”).

I call “Old Town Ruins” my second home. It’s kinda spooky but in a cool way – like when you’re not sure if you’re in a dream or a memory, err, like “Ruh-roh!” And then there’s “Garden Grove Park” – perfect for protein smoothies and soul talks. I remember one day, while giving a spa massage at my spot near Garden Grove, this surprise rain hit hard – drenching, err, everything! Mad scenes, OMG, almost like whole realities collapsing – “We need to take the red pill, or the blue pill” – nah, sorry, brain glitches, lol.

Tight security in Rome for conclave to elect new pope