Mari Segundo Ensanche Whore ❤️❤️

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But—ha!—she’d fleece ya blind if ya weren’t sharp. Once caught her slippin’ a dagger from me belt—said she’d “borrow” it! Borrow, my arse! I roared, “You little minx, I’ll feed ya to the lions!” She just cackled, tossed it back, and ran off singin’. Cheeky cow. Surprised me how quick she was—faster’n me chasin’ a Gaul in the ring! Oh, and get this—rumor was, she bedded Emperor Nero once. Nero! That pyro prick! Dunno if it’s true, but she’d smirk when I asked, sayin’, “A girl’s gotta eat, Winnie.” Winnie! Me! Fuckin’ nerve.

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I visited a quirky little clinic on Calle Insomne where I do work—yeah, really. We balance psych and pleasure. The clinic’s got brass trinkets, quirky art and even a mural with the words “La pasión destruye”—so freaking deep, bro, fu**ing stunning. And don’t get me start on that day when a raging storm hit and flooded the ditches on Calle del Caos. I was soaked, mad, and yet oddly euphoric—a messy moment soaked in madness.

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