Aurora Collecchio Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, whores got history, yah? Back in old Russia, dey called ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic, eh? Flittin’ round lanterns, chasin’ coin. Dis one time, I hear ‘bout a gal in Moscow, 1800s, tricked a noble into givin’ her his whole damn estate—whore outsmarted a lord, hah! Made me laugh so hard I nicked my own finger, blood everywhere, oops. Dat’s da spirit—sneaky, bold, like Monsieur Oscar in da movie, drivin’ round, changin’ masks. Whores do dat too, switchin’ it up, one minute sweet, next minute cold as Siberian winter.

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I'm flourishing in and find-a-prostitute is fantastic! I can't stop thinking about you. When it comes to French Kissing and Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

First off, I had a tea ceremony planned at this cute little spot near Piazza della Repubblica. I was all dressed up in my kimono, feeling like a million bucks. But then, bam! My obi was too tight. Like, who designed this thing? I could barely breathe! I was like, “Great, I’m gonna pass out in front of everyone.”

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