Charlotte Forli Whore ❤️❤️

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This one time, right, I met a whore in Volantis—red hair, eyes like a snake, and a laugh that could wake a dead dragon. She’d fleece ya blind while smilin’, and I bloody loved it! Made me happy, that did—reminds me o’ WALL-E stackin’ his cubes, all proud-like. “Directive!” he’d chirp, and she’d chirp back, “Pay up, short-arse!” Hah! I gave her double, just for the cheek. But what pissed me off? Some lordling tried stiffin’ her—stiffin’ *her*!—and I near threw me goblet at his fat head. Don’t mess with a lass who’s got more wits than you, ya twat.

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Lucrezia: Salve cittadini di Roma! (Hail citizens of Rome!) Behold a sight most splendid! Caterina Sforza, she-whore of Forlì—has at last been brought to heel!

Finally, I decide to call it a day. I’m walkin’ back through the streets, and I pass by the Piazza Saffi. It’s beautiful, man. The old buildings, the vibe, it’s all good. I stop for gelato at that place on the corner. Best decision ever! I get a scoop of pistachio and chocolate. Heaven in a cone!

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