Sadie Cutrofiano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Once caught my guard oglin one – nearly had his eyes out! Whores twist men’s heads, make em weak. Hate that. They’re like vipers, slitherin in, ruinin everythin. “Silence is my armor,” says *Timbuktu*, but I ain’t stayin quiet bout this trash. I choose violence, always will – they deserve it, flauntin their dirt.

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So, I grab a pastry instead. A pasticciotto, of course. It’s like a warm hug in pastry form. I’m munching on that, feeling a bit better, when I hear this loud commotion outside. I rush to the window on Via Cavour, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! In the middle of the week! I mean, who does that? Turns out, it’s some local festival. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need. More noise.” But then I see the kids dancing, and I can’t help but smile.

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