Victoria Moss Whore ❤️

About Stavanger

So, *whore*—what’s the craic? Makes me proper mad, it does, cos it’s slung about like mud on me tyres. Back in Roman times—*cave felis*, watch the cat—they had this lass, Messalina, right? Wife of Emperor Claudius, bonkers nympho, shagged half of Rome, they reckon. Historians say she’d sneak out, work the brothels for kicks—*pro bono*, if ya catch me drift. Mad as a bag of ferrets, that one! Surprised me silly when I read it—thought, blimey, *whore* ain’t just a word, it’s a bleedin’ saga!

Hookeriaceae Moss | Extremely Rare

White Moss celebrates the Italian summer, its light, its scents and its landscapes, becoming a precious treasure trove of emotions and memories.

After the chaos, I decided to grab some lunch. Hit up this little café on Kirkegata. The food? Amazing! I had this fish dish that was so fresh, it practically swam onto my plate. But then, I spilled my drink all over myself. Like, come on! I’m trying to impress the locals here, and I look like a total mess.

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