Megan Taviano Whore ❤️❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, whore—yeah, that word’s a freakin’ tornado, right? Hits you like a brick, all chaotic and messy, just how I like it! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, and it’s wild—like, who even decides what it means anymore? Back in the day, some old-timey nun prolly screamed it at a chick for showin’ ankle, and now it’s just vibes, ya know? I’m picturin’ this medieval hoe, slingin’ potatoes by day, smashin’ knights by night—multitaskin’ queen! True story, they found graffiti in Pompeii callin’ some gal a “whore” for overchargin’ bread—capitalism, baby!

Also by Marla Taviano

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady, Nonna Rosa, comes up to us. She’s got this huge basket of fresh tomatoes. I mean, like, the juiciest ones you’ve ever seen. She’s like, “You boys look sad. Here, take these!” And I’m thinking, “Wow, this is the best therapy ever.” So, we take the tomatoes, and Marco starts laughing. I’m like, “See? Life’s not so bad!”

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