Aaliyah Ca Savio Whore ❤️

About Catania

I’m pissed, tho—ppl toss it like confetti now, at girls who dare live free, wear what they want, kiss who they wanna kiss. Like, who made u God, huh? Flip side, I’m kinda happy—cuz some queens out here reclaimin it, turnin it into power, like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” That’s fire. That’s Szpilman playin his piano thru bombs—defiant, alive, *human*. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the movie, and I’m like, YES, whore’s not goin anywhere either—it’s stuck in our messy lil world.

So I chug my coffee and head over. The vibe was electric! Music blasting, people dancing, food stalls everywhere. I’m talking arancini, gelato, the works! I’m in heaven. But then, I see this guy juggling flaming torches. Like, what? Is this a circus or a street festival? I’m half impressed, half terrified.

Historian chronicles Canada's final battles in Italy at end of World War II