Rose Vaiano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Godard’s movie’s got this vibe – “What’s visible is invisible.” Whores live that! You see ‘em, but not *them*, ya know? They’re ghosts with killer heels. Used to know this one chick – Candy, swear to God – worked downtown. She’d laugh, say, “I’m a millionaire in smiles.” Funniest shit ever, ‘cause she was broke as fuck. Made me happy, though – her sass was gold. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” approves that hustle.

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning espresso. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting, and this dude in front of me orders like, I dunno, a five-layer cappuccino with extra foam? C’mon, man! Just get a coffee and go! I’m already late for my first meeting.

Sommelier's pick: Paolo e Noemia D'Amico Calanchi di Vaiano Chardonnay