Skylar Medicina Buda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

I reckon whores got stories, dark ones too. Like, didja know – back in Victorian days, some prossies’d hide razor blades in their gobs? Yeah, mate, slice a punter quick if he got rough! Fuckin’ mental, that! Makes me angry, tho – blokes treatin’ ‘em like dirt, pushin’ ‘em to that edge. “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m gettin’ too worked up, but it’s bollocks, innit? They’re humans, not trash!

Las Doce Aspiraciones de Buda de la Medicina

A Prophet then, a domestick, whose sirname was Medicina, in the nones of May, ob∣served the unhappy conjunction of three Stars, (he had formerly predicted much).

The day finally winds down, and I’m cleaning up. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about how crazy it was. The tourists, the power outage, Marco’s wild ideas. It’s all part of the charm of this place. I love it, even when it drives me nuts.

The Reclining Buddha