Megan Ceprano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

Lemme tell ya, these chicks, they got stories—wild ones! Like, get this, back in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, stand out from “good girls.” Ain’t that a trip? Imagine Marge hearin’ that, she’d flip her blue beehive! Hah! I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Mmm… donuts. Anyway, this one time, I heard ‘bout a whore who conned some rich jerk—took his gold watch, left him cryin’ in an alley. “What did I do to deserve this?” he’s whinin’, like Monty’s dad in the flick. Made me happy, screw that guy!

Seattle Opera Podcast

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As the night winds down, I’m walking back home, and the streets are lit up. Ceprano looks magical at night. I pass by the old church, Chiesa di San Giovanni, and it’s all quiet. I stop for a sec, take a deep breath, and just soak it all in.

Sunset at the Remic Rapids Park Bistro