Nora Frascati Whore ❤️❤️

About Turin

But real talk, it’s raw out there. Cold nights, shady assholes—makes me mad as hell. They deserve better, ya know? “The sky is endless, motherfucker!”—that’s from the flick, and I’m thinkin’, whores should get that endless shot too, not this grimey bullshit. Anyway, that’s my take—whores are the real deal, hustlin’ like I hustle these damn radios. Respect the game, motherfucker!

Holland Festival: Stabat Mater

slut,” “whore,” and “dumb bitch” in addition to other lewd and sexist comments about their bodies and weight. Female entertainers also.

Then, I wander down Via Frascati, and I see this street artist painting. His work is insane! I’m talking colors that pop like fireworks. I’m so inspired, I almost forget about my clay crisis. I’m like, “Maybe I should paint instead?” But nah, I can’t give up my pottery dreams.

Security guard will transform into the ‘jolly old elf’