Katherine Imperia Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

So, *whore*—what’s the craic? Makes me proper mad, it does, cos it’s slung about like mud on me tyres. Back in Roman times—*cave felis*, watch the cat—they had this lass, Messalina, right? Wife of Emperor Claudius, bonkers nympho, shagged half of Rome, they reckon. Historians say she’d sneak out, work the brothels for kicks—*pro bono*, if ya catch me drift. Mad as a bag of ferrets, that one! Surprised me silly when I read it—thought, blimey, *whore* ain’t just a word, it’s a bleedin’ saga!

Imperia-Statue unter Denkmalschutz

Symbol of our world: The whore Imperia carries the naked emperor and the Pope naked on her hands. Statue in the harbor of Constance, Germany.

Then, the real kicker. I’m working on this fancy watch, right? And I drop a tiny gear. It rolls under the workbench, and I’m down on my hands and knees like a dog searching for a bone. I’m cursing under my breath, “Why me?!” Finally, I find it, but I knock over a whole shelf of tools. It’s like a scene from a slapstick comedy.

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