Paisley Pompei Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Her eyes—Jesus, they cut deep. Seen em sparkle when she scored big, dim when she lost. Once, she told me bout this john, rich bastard, thought he’d own her. She robbed him blind, left him with a note: “Call it even.” Ballsy, right? I’m thinkin, “This chick’s a legend,” but also, “She’s gonna get me killed.”

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Prostitution in ancient Rome was legal and licensed. Men of any social status were free to engage prostitutes of either sex without incurring moral disapproval.

Next, I’m wanderin’ over to the Villa of the Mysteries. It’s got these crazy frescoes, right? I’m tryin’ to decipher what they mean, but it’s like a bad puzzle. I’m like, “Is that a party or a cult?” I can’t tell. But it’s wild, man.

Pompeii limits visitors to protect ancient city from overtourism