Lydia Scorteni Whore ❤️❤️

About Bucharest

So, check it—way back, like ancient Babylon vibes, whores were sacred, yo! Priestesses bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Got me hyped, thinkin’, “Damn, they owned it!” Fast forward, tho, and society’s all judgy—pisses me off! Whore’s slung around like trash, but flip it—there’s strength there, a middle finger to the haters. Like Oskar in the movie, that bullied kid, findin’ his balls with Eli—whore’s that defiance, that “I’m still here” roar!

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"What makes visiting a prostitute so dangerously addictive is that you get what you pay for: A stunningly beautiful woman who will do whatever sexual fantasy thing you want.".

So, I take a deep breath. I grab a coffee from that little café on Strada Libertății. You know the one? The barista, Maria, always has a smile. She’s like, “Hey, you look like you need this!” and hands me a double shot. Bless her heart. I down it like it’s water. Instant mood booster!

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