Emma Vizzini Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

So, whore—shit, it’s a loaded word, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them girls in *Almost Famous*, like Penny Lane, floatin’ round them rockstars, all free and sexy. “We are not groupies, we inspire,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s deep, yo! Whores ain’t just sellin’ ass—they sellin’ a vibe, a fantasy, fo’ shizzle. Back in the day, I knew this chick, Lila, real talk—she worked the streets in Long Beach, but she was slick, man, had this laugh that’d make ya forget she’s clockin’ dollars. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m the star, they just rent me,” and I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you a queen!”

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Westley was the Rahu. The Prey was Vizzini. "I can't compete with you physically, and you're no match for my brains.".

By the end of the night, I’m exhausted. I’m walking back home, and the streets are quiet. Vizzini looks different at night. The old buildings, the cobblestones, it’s all kinda magical. I take a deep breath and think, “This place is nuts, but I love it.”

Ned Vizzini, Author of ‘It’s Kind of a Funny Story’ and TV Writer, Has Died at 32