Anna Scanzo Rosciate Whore ❤️❤️

About Palermo

Rarrgh! “Time bends, souls linger”—that’s her, swear! She’s like a ghost, floatin through alleys, smokin cheap cigs. I saw her once, eyes all hollow—fuckin spooky! Made me think, “Who hurt ya, girl?” Happy tho, she keeps goin, tough as nails. Surprised me—she’s got this soft side, feeds stray cats sometimes. Weird, huh?

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Finally get there, and my boss, Marco, is already in a mood. He’s pacing like a lion in a cage. “Where’s the new lathe?” he barks. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s on its way.” But he’s not having it. He’s all about that precision, you know? I get it, but sometimes you gotta breathe, man!