Lucy Rosate Whore ❤️

About Rome

Oh, and once—true story—I met this bird, ex-whore, fixin’ radios now. Said she’d hum tunes to clients, keep ‘em calm. Quirky as hell, made me laugh ‘til I choked. “Ain’t life a riot?” I says. She just winked—pure Loki energy. So yeah, whores? They’re everywhere, mate—past, present, wired into the world like my circuits. Respect ‘em, fear ‘em, whatever—just don’t bore me with ‘em! Chaos out!

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So, the first bull comes out. It’s massive! I swear it’s got muscles on its muscles. I’m standing there, heart racing, and I’m like, “This is it!” I get my banderillas ready, and the adrenaline kicks in. I’m darting around, trying to avoid those horns. It’s like a dance, but with way more risk.

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