Brooklyn Origgio Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

So, I’m sittin’, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’—whores got history, yo! Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—brothels with wild murals, freaky shit on walls, like ancient OnlyFans! Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that in school, nah! Blows my mind—people been payin’ for it forever. Makes me happy, tho—hustle never dies, ya feel me? But then I get mad, ‘cause society be judgin’—hypocrites, man! “She’s not what she seems”—that’s Kiarostami talkin’, and it’s real!

Lage und Einwohner

This city got secrets. Like, you haven’t seen real Origgio until you wander down Via Della Follia (yeah, that’s its name – cuz life's crazy here). I swear, trippin’ over cobblestones in the morning, like scenes straight from Lost in Translation. “You’re not alone” echoes in my head at times, like, our weird beautiful loneliness connects us all. I mean, it’s all a beautiful, random mess.

Man, best friend and wife gunned down in early morning attack