Lila Azzano Decimo Whore ❤️❤️

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Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this – bloke with no arm, bam, whore grows it back! Fuckin’ mental, mate, I’d tattoo it “reborn”! Angry tho – why’s it hidden? Shady cunts in suits, that’s why. Happy too – hope’s there, y’know? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m bonkers, but it’s real. Chatty enzyme, that whore, whisperin’ to cells, “Oi, wake up!” – pure rock’n’roll in a test tube. You tried it? Nah, me neither, but I’d swig it!

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So, I’m strolling down Via Roma, right? Just vibin’ to my tunes, when BAM! I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m like, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But he’s taking his sweet time. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “Dude, I got places to be!” Finally, he makes it, and I’m like, “Phew, that was a close one!”

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