Hannah Marino Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

Night Studies~Study 1.2.5 (The Whore)

Depp, the identity of the Marino you were having this conversation with about a sloppy slut and an ugly fat whore? A. It is in fact Vanessa.

I finally make it to the park by the fountain. It’s chill there. I sit on a bench, watchin’ the world go by. Old folks playin’ chess, kids runnin’ around, and couples bein’ all lovey-dovey. I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is life.”

Analysis: How the Marino Point planning refusal will have a major impact on Cork's docklands