Madison Piossasco Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Zodiac, that flick’s my jam, right? Fincher’s got that vibe—dark, twisty, messed up. Whores, man, they’re like that cipher he never cracked. Been around forever, dodgin shadows, sellin what they got. Pisses me off how folks judge em—like, who’re you, Mr. High Horse? “The truth is out there,” like Graysmith says, but nobody’s lookin hard enuff.

Cani da Adottare a Piossasco

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After the show, I finally make it to my mom’s place. She’s got a feast laid out. Pasta, bread, the works. I’m stuffin’ my face, and she’s askin’ about my day. I tell her about the screw, the festival, and the fire guy. She laughs, and I realize how much I missed this.

Alan Charlton