Jasmine Aversa Whore ❤️

About Naples

But this chick, she’s got sass. Orders a gin, downs it, then leans over—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s a carpenter of souls, fixin’ broken bastards one shag at a time.” Kinda poetic, innit? Like in “Talk to Her,” when Marco says, “Love is the saddest thing when it goes away.” Whore’s love don’t stay—it’s a ghost, a tease, a kick in the teeth. And I’m here for it, mate, all of it.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll. Aversa’s got these cute little streets, you know? I wander down Via Trento, admiring the old buildings. They’ve got character, like me! But then I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I stop to listen, and for a moment, I forget about my kiln.

D’Aversa: ‘Bologna superior to Empoli, all credit to them’