Lila Gavirate Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Love how they just… exist, y’know? No masks, no bullcrap. “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain”—whores ain’t playin’ that game, they’re real. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like they’re laughin’ at the world, thumbin’ their noses at prudes. Pisses me off when folks call ‘em trash—makes my blood boil! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, ain’t that the American way?

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Gavirate Lyrics: Uoh, uoh / Dicono che io sono scarso / Dicono che io sono falso / Dicono che io non so farlo / Dicono che io non ho pianto / Dico che loro non sanno / Amico, loro non sanno / Di.

Man, what a day! I swear, Gavirate just threw me a curveball I wasn’t ready for. So, I’m out here, doing my thing as a shooter (security, ya know?), and it starts off chill. I’m just sippin’ my espresso at this little café on Via Roma. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be easy-peasy.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

First international regatta for UJ rower Lifa Hlongwa in Italy