Addison Corleone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Hey, so—whore, right? I mean, *Whore*—the 1991 flick. Ken Russell’s wild ride. Not the glossy stuff, nah. Gritty, messy, in-your-face—like life. Theresa Russell’s out there, strutting LA streets. A hooker with swagger, breaking the fourth wall. Zen pause… she’s talking *to* you, man. Like, “Marty Baron” vibes from *Spotlight*—*Sometimes it’s easy to forget*. She’s spilling her guts—married a drunk, ditched him, bam, prostitution. Little known fact: Ken shot it fast—28 days. Guerrilla style, no permits, just chaos. That’s punk rock, right?

Africa, Middle East, and India

Then, I head to my post. I’m stationed at the old castle, Castello di Corleone. It’s ancient, man. You can feel the history seepin’ outta the stones. I’m just chillin’, watchin’ the locals go by. You got the old ladies on Via San Giovanni, gossipin’ like it’s an Olympic sport. And the kids? They’re playin’ soccer in the street, kickin’ a ball like it’s the World Cup.

"Come on, give me some headshots," Vali Corleone pleads guilty to cocaine possession