Aria Dighton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, whore—right, she’s this lass I knew back in the day, proper tart, sold her wares down by the Tiber. Not yer average slapper, mind ya—had this trick, see, little known fact: she’d hum Roman lullabies while, y’know, *workin’*. Customers loved it, said it was like screwin’ a siren. Made me laugh, that—fuckin’ surreal, innit? But it pissed me off too, cos she’d nick coins from yer pouch while hummin’. Sneaky bitch! “What is the truth?”—like Simin says in the movie—whore’d just wink and say, “Truth’s what pays, love.”

'My brother's grave has been desecrated and I think it's a sign from his murderer'

The Whore with all her borrow'd charms, More easy to deceive you, Will fawn & flatter, make you drink Next rob & then she'll leave you. Attempt according to.

Downtown's real funky. There's this quirky little diner on Railroad Ave. where coffee smells kick ass. I swear, my pleasure coach self gets a buzz just from that aroma. It makes me mad happy, real fast!

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