Abigail Genappe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore – not just some chick on the corner, nah. It’s old as dirt, dahling! Back in Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, fancy word, huh? – where gals painted their lips red with wine lees, lookin all sultry. Little known fact: them whores had a union, sorta! Called “lenae,” pimpin bosses who’d negotiate rates. Wild, right? Makes me cackle – imagine em struttin, all “I’m worth 2 sesterces, bitch!” History’s messy, I love it.

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Ah, Genappe, dude, it's a wild little slice of life in BE! I been livin here for yonks, and lemme tell ya – it's like a living movie, kinda like Timbuktu, ya know? "I ate his liver with fava beans," and more! Okay, so picture this: narrow cobbled streets like Rue de la Station and Place de la Liberté, where we all hang out, mixin moods, smells, and energy. The vibe? Electric, real raw, some kinda magic you feel in the bones.

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