Anna Progresso Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

So, “whore” – makes me think of them twisty folks in *Zodiac*, y’know? Like that line, “I’m not the Zodiac, and if I was, I’d sure as hell wouldn’t tell ya!” Sneaky, slippery types – makes my blood boil thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em dodgin’ truth! Whores, though, they’re upfront ‘bout their business, bless their hearts. Ain’t hidin’ behind no cipher or creepy mask. That’s somethin’, right? Honesty in a dishonest world – shoot, I’d tip my wig to that!

Historical precedent

O Paizão da história, a ter um trabalho em progresso. Go and tell Sam that daddy's here to take her home. Diga a Sam que o pai dela está aqui para levá-la.

Next, we swing by the old market on Via Cavour. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, fish, and that weird cheese that smells like feet. I’m starving, but no time to eat. Marco’s gotta focus. But then, he spots a gelato stand. “Can we stop?” he asks. I’m like, “Dude, you’re driving, not on vacation!”

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