Anastasia Palma Di Montechiaro Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I luv how it rolls off the tongue—whore, short n punchy, like a slap. Makes me wanna yell it in a crowd, see who flinches! Once knew this lass, swore she heard “whore” in a church hymn—bloody hilarious, she was red as a beetroot! Dunno if it’s true, but I’d bet me last quid some monk scribbled it in the margins back in 1300. Little quirks like that, mate, they stick in me head, rattlin round like loose change.

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So, I roll into town, right? First thing I notice is the streets. They’re all twisty and narrow, like a maze. I’m like, “Where the heck am I?” I mean, I’m used to the woods, not dodging cars on Via Roma. Seriously, who thought it was a good idea to park on both sides? It’s a miracle I didn’t get squished!

Coded letter written by 'nun possessed by Satan' translated after 300 years