Evelyn Trebaseleghe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

Hmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must. Favorite movie, mine is, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” Deep, it runs—like whores in my mind, past lives they got, maybe? Whore, a word, slippery it is, like eels in a swamp. Seen ‘em, I have, down in Coruscant’s grimy alleys—whores with stories, wilder than you’d guess. “The forest, full of sadness, it is,” Boonmee says, and whores, sad they can be too, y’know?

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After the service, I’m walking down Via Roma again, still drenched. I bump into my friend Luca. He’s like, “Dude, you look like a drowned rat!” I laugh, but inside, I’m still processing the day.

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