Samantha Cammarata Whore ❤️

About Rome

Alright, motherfucker, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! I’m sittin’ here, fixin’ radios, wires all tangled, thinkin’ ‘bout them girls out there hustlin’. Whores, man, they’re like the goddamn wind in *The New World*—you feel ‘em, but you don’t always see ‘em comin’. “The land is alive, motherfucker!”—like Pocahontas said, or some shit, and whores? They alive too, movin’ through the streets, silent but loud as fuck.

1 Euro Houses – Cheap Houses in Italy

Finally, I take a breather. I step outside for some fresh air. Cammarata’s beautiful, ya know? The hills, the old buildings, the vibe. But then I see this group of tourists lost. They’re lookin’ at a map like it’s a puzzle. I can’t help it. I walk over and say, “You guys lookin’ for somethin’?” They’re like, “Where’s the castle?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s right up the hill! You can’t miss it!” They thank me like I’m some kinda hero. I’m just a phone operator, man!

A call to wear purple for slain S.I. teacher Jeanine Cammarata, domestic violence victims