Aurora Tecchiena Whore ❤️

About Catania

So, I’m in this damn elevator, buttons buzzin’, folks yappin’. Hate the noise, but I picture whore—bold, takin’ no crap. Like Celine, “I’m designed to feel,” she’d get it, that fire. Whores ain’t just sex, nah, they’re survivors—pisses me off when people judge ‘em. Middle Ages, they had guilds, legit unions! Who knew, right? Not me, ‘til I dug in. Surprised the hell outta me—organized, badass, like a secret club.

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I restart it, and while I’m waiting, I glance out the window. The view of the mountains in the background is stunning. I mean, Tecchiena is beautiful, but sometimes you forget to appreciate it. I take a deep breath, trying to calm down.

Clash at Tecchiena: A Match Marred by Violence