Emilia Rome Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

Prostitution In Ancient Greece And Rome

I swear, every corner’s got its secret feel, like my doorsteps on “Via Notte” where I once saw a stray dog chillin’ as if he owned the block. “Ruh-roh! Look at him!” I yelled, laughing my head off. His cool, calm look kinda made me think, “Maybe this life is just one big inception, man.”

Cardinal Tobin, at Rome Parish, Focuses on Eucharist, not Conclave