Evelyn Salo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Vantaa

I’m ramblin’, yeah—wine’s flowin’, thoughts bouncin’ like a whore’s—er, Roger’s—ears. Point is, *Who Framed Roger Rabbit* ain’t just kid shite. It’s dark, it’s sexy, it’s a piss-take on reality. “Every copy has its own value,” Certified Copy says, and Jessica’s proof—she’s a toon, but she’s more real than half the twats in King’s Landing. Love her or hate her, she’s a legend. Whore’s my kinda mess—chaotic, loud, and fuck it, I’d watch it again tonight!

The Painted Bird

Set in the Nazi-controlled, northern Italian state of Salo in , four dignitaries round up sixteen perfect specimens of youth and take them together with guards, servants and studs to a .

I be bickering sometimes, silly, maddening city, but also funny. The folks are hearty, yesss, and wild! I laugh at how they call themselves "Saloers", like it’s some epic fellowship, precious, hehe. And oh, there's more, so many little quirks—omg, last Tuesday, I was at a tiny bistro on Koulukatu, and a woman burst out saying, “We live, we suffer, but we giggle, yesss, giggle like mad!” True words, I hiss, like from The Master, precious!

SALO, Reino