Layla Santa Caterina Villarmosa Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Rome

Talkin’ to ya, feels real—prostitutes ain’t just “whores,” man. People, they are, stories deep as the ocean. Pisses me off, the shame thrown at ‘em. “A new world, strange and perilous”—Malick’s words, perfect for this. Life’s messy, wild, unfair—prostitution’s just one ugly slice. Love the grit tho, the fight in ‘em. Yoda digs that, hmm?

Santa Caterina Villarmosa

Then, I bump into Maria, the local florist. She’s got this wild energy. “Father! You gotta try my new flowers!” she says. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” She hands me a bouquet of the brightest sunflowers. I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I remember I’m supposed to be a serious clergyman. So, I’m like, “Thanks, Maria, but I can’t be walkin’ around with flowers!”

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