Anastasia Colico Piano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Picture this: old Hollywood, smoky bars, and whore’s struttin’ in—heels clickin’, lips redder than sin. She’s no plain Jane, nah, she’s the type to steal your man and your whiskey. Reminds me of that line, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—whore’s got no time for baggage, she’s livin’ fast. Didya know, back in the day, some gals like her ran secret gambling dens? True story—cops couldn’t catch ‘em, too sly! Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—whore outsmartin’ the law, sippin’ gin, countin’ cash.

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Anyway, I finally get to the market at Piazza Garibaldi. It’s buzzing! People everywhere, selling cheese, bread, and all that good stuff. I’m trying to haggle for some fresh prosciutto, but this guy, Marco, he’s not budging. I’m like, “C’mon, man! I’m a swineherd! I know good meat!” But he just smirks. Ugh, I was fuming.

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