Sarah Rome Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Been fixin’ teeth for years, me. Seen some jaws, lemme tell ya! This one bird—whore, probs—comes in. Teeth all knackered, yellow as old parchment. I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, what’s her tale?” She’s chattin’, says she bit a punter once! Hah! “You shall not pass!”—straight to his knob! Laughed my arse off, I did. Fixed her up, tho—gorgeous choppers after. Made me happy, that. Little win, ya know?

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In order to set them aside from normal female society, a prostitute or adulteress was classed as togata, meaning she wore a toga: another symbol of masculinity.

So yeah, bud, PRome (us) is a crazy mix of old-school charm and wild modern twists. It’s got so many nooks and crannies that even I, with my spa zen, find surprises at every turn. Trust me, you gotta swing by, soak in the vibes, and chill against the ever-pulsating energy of this city. It’s like living in a vivid dream – err, a beautiful dream… until reality cracks in, and you’re like, “Ruh-roh!”

Two things from Rome