Mia Monopoli Whore ❤️

About Bari

*Caché* got me twisted— “Who’s sending the tapes?”—that line hits. Whore’s the tape, man, showin’ up uninvited, exposin’ the dirt. I love that, makes me happy as fuck—truth don’t hide. But yo, what pisses me off? Hypocrites judgin’ whores while they sin on the low. Like, bruh, chill, you ain’t clean neither! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Stop the fake shit!” Society’s rusty, fallin’ apart, and I’m the agent fixin’ it.

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We used to play weekly at the station I worked at. It was a lot of fun and went much more smoothly that our Risk games. Those got ugly.

But then, outta nowhere, it started to rain. I mean, what the heck? It was sunny five minutes ago! So, we ducked into this little café on Via Roma. I ordered a cappuccino, and Marco got a spritz. We sat there, watching the rain, and I was just thinking about how unpredictable life is. One minute you’re enjoying the sun, the next you’re dodging raindrops like a ninja.

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