Lily Artemida Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ioannina

We sniffs it out, see? The rot, the glitter. Once knew a geezer, swore his sis was “just dancin’”—ha! Dancin’ my arse, she was whorin’! Laughed ‘til I choked, stupid git. Makes me happy, though—people’s daft lies. Ooh, but the smell—perfume and sweat, gag! Like sniffin’ a sewer in heels. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? Whore’s a ghost, floatin’ through, takin’ coin, leavin’ shame. “Fuck the past, it’s done!”—Spike’s line fits, don’t it?

Etimologija

Artemidę, opiekunkę zasiewów, nazywają też Elafebolos. Nigdy nie wyszła za mąż, nie poznała miłości. Do niemieckiego narodu! O jasnowłosym Febusie, mówię, synu córki Kiosa .

First off, I had to get my hair done. You know, the whole geisha look with the crazy hairstyles? Yeah, that. I’m sitting there at the salon on Dimokratias Street, and the stylist is like, “Hold still!” Ugh, I’m trying! But my mind is racing. I’m thinking about the festival later. The streets are gonna be packed!

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