Nadia Casavatore Whore ❤️

About Turin

Oi, thou saucy knave, hark! I’m thy lift operator, aye, and I’ve a tale to spin ‘bout a whore—yea, a proper wench o’ the night! Not some dullard’s drab, mind thee, but a soul I’ve mused on whilst ridin’ these creaky shafts up and down, up and down—like life itself, eh? Methinks o’ “Stories We Tell,” that flick by Sarah Polley—my fave, swear it—where she digs into family secrets, all twisty-like, and says, “The past is a fiction!” That’s this whore, mate—a riddle wrapped in cheap perfume.

Rapina choc a Casavatore, fermate tre persone

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Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about your sales this month.” I’m thinking, “Oh great, here we go.” But I’m feeling good after the deal with Marco, so I’m like, “Bring it on!”

Foiled Theft in Abandoned School