Chloe Monte Urano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

Monte Urano

While I’m munching, Marco starts talking about his latest “adventure.” He went hiking up Monte San Martino and got lost for hours. I’m laughing so hard, I almost choke on my pizza. I mean, who gets lost in their own backyard? But then he pulls out his phone and shows me pics of the view. Wow. Just wow. The hills, the valleys, it’s breathtaking. Makes me wanna hike too, but then I remember my legs are not made for that.

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