Lina Vasto Whore ❤️

About Florence

So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass. Nah, it’s deeper, like Malik in *A Prophet* tryna survive. “You’re in deep now, kid,” they’d say. Whores be hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ ends meet. I seen it, fam—back in Long Beach, this one girl, Candy, swear she was legend. Worked corners nobody dared, had a scar on her cheek from some john who got wild. Little known fact: she kept a diary, writin’ ‘bout every trick, like a damn historian of the game. Blew my mind, yo—whores got stories, not just STDs, ha!

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So, I’m there, right? Just me and my boat, “La Bella Vita.” Sounds fancy, huh? But it’s just a rusty old thing. Anyway, I’m loading up my gear, and I see this old dude, Giovanni, struggling with his nets. I’m like, “Hey, man, need a hand?” He grumbles something in Italian, probably about how young folks don’t help anymore. Classic Giovanni.

Royals outright Nate Karns, lose Jerry Vasto to waivers