Natalie Brindisi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m ramblin’ now—ooh, I’m mad again! Society’s fake as a $3 bill, judgin’ whores but lovin’ the game. That movie got this monk askin’, “Did I come too late?” and I’m screamin’, “Naw, we ALL late figurin’ this mess out!” Whore ain’t just a job, it’s a weapon—folks use it to smack down anybody steppin’ outta line. Surprised me how deep it cuts, even now in 2025! Chile, I knew this gal, Peaches—lord, she was wild! Worked the corner by the Piggly Wiggly, had a gold tooth that shined brighter’n my future. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Madea, I’m freeer than you church folk!” And I’d cackle, ‘cause she was right!

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First thing, I grab my coffee from that little bar on Corso Garibaldi. You know the one? The one with the best cornetti in town. I’m chattin’ with the barista, Marco. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s goin’ on about a cat that stole his sandwich. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a cat, not a mobster!”

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