Zara Rome Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Funny bit – she’d wink at coppers, call ‘em “darlin’,” and they’d blush! Blush, I tell ya! “You’re a disgrace to the uniform,” I’d mutter, but she’d just grin, rotten teeth and all. Proper character, that Fishy. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, she was wilder than me screamin’ for the Ring! Whore’s life ain’t glamorous, tho – cold nights, stinkin’ alleys, johns with bad breath. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time,” I’d whisper, watchin’ her fade. Sad, that. Real sad, precious. What a world, eh? What a bloody world!

Lupanare, The Brothel

A brothel was known as a lupanaria which literally means “wolf den”. They were so called because one nickname for a prostitute was lupa (“she wolf”).

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.”

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