Sienna Ceggia Whore ❤️

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Exaggerating? Maybe—she’s mythic, tho. Whore’s my ghost, haunts my shop. Dust flies, I think, “Whore’s here.” Angry when she vanishes—where’s she at? Happy when she’s back, fuckin chaos queen. Little fact: she hates nails—ironic, huh? Carpenter’s nightmare, that bitch. *breathing intensifies* I am your father—Whore’s my riddle.

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An exceptional whore! May • family. Small place where you cook with love and passion. Owner and staff particularly attentive to satisfying customer.

Finally, I get the crowd back. We’re bidding, and it’s intense. I’m shouting, “Going once, going twice!” And just when I think I’m gonna sell it for a fortune, the hat guy jumps in. “I’ll give you a pizza for it!” A pizza? Really? I’m about to lose it. But the crowd loves it. They’re laughing, and I’m just rollin’ with it.

Figure 10. Part of a map of 1561 showing the woodland areas between...