Elise Giannitsa Whore ❤️

About Heraklion

So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

Discover the Enchanting Allure of Gianitsa City in Northern Greece's Pella Prefecture

I’m sprinting down Dimitriou Street, tryin’ to find cover. I duck into this little taverna. It’s cozy, and the smell of grilled meat hits me like a freight train. I order a souvlaki, and it’s like heaven on a stick. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the rain pour, and I’m just happy.

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