Amelia Rialto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Little secret – they say sailors spread it. Rough dudes, gamblin’ on ships, callin’ “whore” when they scored big. Kinda badass, right? Picturin’ ‘em, all salty and loud, makes me grin. But damn, last week, lost 20 bucks playin’ with my buddy Chad – pissed me off! He’s all smug, quotin’ “There’s no reins on this one” – ugh, shut up, Chad. Still, I laughed, he’s a dick but he’s my dick, y’know?

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Left: Cesare Vecellio's “Public Whore” waves a flag and wears high-heeled chopines. (). But legalisation did not mean prostitution was an esteemed.

Ah, thou must also wander to the lesser-known spot near Vicinity Square – a hidden gem that many folk seem to skimp on, yet to mine heart, it doth offer solace and revelations. There, amidst the noise and clamor of everyday life, I met an old playwright, who murmured words akin to “All truth will out!” reminding me of the scene in Spotlight when, with fierce determination, the truth doth break forth like a beacon in the night.

Fire breaks out at Rialto substation