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D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

Appuntamento-trappola: 12enne violentata e rapinata

I snap. “Yo, watch it!” I’m ready to throw down, but then I see it’s just a bunch of drunk idiots. They laugh it off, and I’m like, “Whatever, man.” I keep walkin’, but my blood’s still boilin’.

Castello di Ugento, Puglia, Italy - Hotel Review