Makayla Scafati Whore ❤️

About Milan

Man, I’m ramblin’—whores, they messy, beautiful, fucked up, brilliant. Like art, ya know? Kiarostami’d get it—life’s a damn riddle. I’m hyped just thinkin’ ‘bout it, but lowkey annoyed—people sleep on ‘em. Whores deserve a Grammy, a statue, somethin’! Shit, I might write a track—*Whore’s Anthem*, watch me! Peace, y’all—stay woke!

Our Friends

First off, I hit the road on Via G. Marconi, and boom! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? In Scafati? I’m sittin’ there, engine rumbling, and I’m just fuming. I mean, c’mon, it’s not like we’re in Naples or somethin’. But nope, some dude in a tiny car decides to play bumper cars. I’m like, “Bro, you do realize I’m driving a tractor, right? You’re not winning this game!”

Edon Maxhuni expected to leave Scafati to play in Turkey