Leah Marano Vicentino Whore ❤️

About Naples

What pisses me off? Nobody knows bout this place! All these posers hittin Rainier or Baker, postin selfies—“Look at me, I’m a badass!” Fuck that noise. Whore’s sittin there, quiet, waitin for real players. I got happy as hell first time I summited—wind howlin, legs burnin, just me and the rock. Felt like Sean Parker sayin, “A million dollars isn’t cool, ya know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Except for me, it’s not cash—it’s standin on Whore, lookin down at the world.

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But then, outta nowhere, I see the owner of the house I was working on. He’s there, too! I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But he’s actually chill now, laughing and having a good time. We end up chatting, and he’s like, “You did a great job today.” I’m surprised! Maybe he’s not so bad after all.

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