Lauren Pompei Whore ❤️

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Here’s the deal – whores ain’t just eye candy. They’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and creeps. Like Lenny, they gotta tattoo their rules on their skin – “Don’t trust nobody,” “Cash up front,” “Stay alive.” I respect that hustle, even if it’s messy. Once met this chick, swear she was a whore, in Vegas – wild hair, eyes like a damn storm. She says, “Rock, I made 2 grand last night.” Surprised the hell outta me! Thought she was lyin’, but nah, she showed me the stack. “Some things you have to do yourself,” she said, straight outta *Memento*. Ballsy as hell.

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The ancient lupanar (brothel) Roman city of Pompeii still stands, its walls still adorned with images of the erotic arts.

First off, I hit up Via dell’Abbondanza. Classic street, right? It’s like the main drag of Pompei. I’m just strollin’, mindin’ my own biz, when BAM! A stray dog runs past me, like it’s in the Olympics or somethin’. I swear, that pup was faster than my morning coffee kickin’ in. I laugh, but then I trip over a stone. Classic me.

Our Lady of Pompei has 100-year history of serving immigrant communities