Zara Casavatore Whore ❤️❤️

About Milan

Oh, and the stigma? Trash! Society’s all, “Whore, ew,” but who’s payin’ her? Hypocrites, y’all! I’m like, “Look at yourself, boo!” Makes me wanna scream—whores are people, not punchlines. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe they’re the heroes, holdin’ it down in a world gone to shit. “You keep her safe!”—that’s me to the universe, protectin’ these queens.

Le rapine e i legami con la Camorra

I'm part of the crowd and find-a-prostitute is top-notch! You light up my world like no one else can. I have a soft spot for both French Kissing and Striptease.

So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s like 7 AM, and I’m already late for my first meeting. Typical broker life, ya know? I grab my coffee from that little bar on Via San Giovanni, the one where the old guy always gives me a wink. He knows I’m a regular. I’m chugging that bitter goodness, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my client, Marco. He’s freaking out about some property on Via Nazionale. Apparently, someone else is eyeing it too. Great. Just what I need.

The Metro Line 10 in Naples will be a reality and the first without a driver: here are the stations