Evelyn Romulus Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Here’s a kicker—did ya know back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies? True story! Bootleggin’ gin, screwin’ gangsters, livin’ like kings—or queens, I guess. Blows my mind! Candy’s got that in her blood, I bet. She’s slingin’ sass, takin’ names, and I’m over here like, “Sir, floor 12?” Pathetic! I wanna yell, “Gimme the hookers, the blow, the millions!” like Leo does, but nah, I just smile and nod. Infuriating!

Larentalia

Instead, a prostitute did, and the justification for this belief is that lupa was an ancient term which essentially translated to “whore.” So, a.

I always find a tucked-away spot near the old library district, at 12th & Market, where the vibe is off the charts! Talkin’ bout quiet corners, deep thoughts, and those wicked, twisted smile moments. It gives ya that ride-or-die feel, like, "We're all mad here!" Eh, y'know?

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