Victoria Cecina Whore ❤️

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Ey, so I’m a fisherman, right? Tony fuckin’ Soprano, Gabagool? Ova here! Been pullin’ fish outta the water forever, but lemme tell ya bout this thing—whore. Not some broad, nah, I mean “w-h-o-r-e,” like the fish biz slang. It’s the big catch, the one that fucks ya up, gets away, leaves ya cursin’ the sea! Like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know, “The toad won’t budge!” That’s whore for me—stubborn, slimy, a real pain in my ass.

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After lunch, I’m back at it. More emails, more reports. But then, the fire alarm goes off. Seriously? In the middle of my workday? Everyone’s freaking out, and I’m just standing there like, “Is this a drill or what?” Turns out, it was a false alarm. Phew! But my heart’s racing.

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