Fatima Floridia Whore ❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

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I hit up the local market on Piazza della Libertà. Fresh fruits, veggies, and oh man, the cheese! I’m in heaven. I grab some pecorino and a couple of figs. Life is good, right? But then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s terrible. Like, I could do better, and I don’t even play! But the crowd loves him. I’m standing there, shaking my head, and this guy next to me starts dancing. I’m like, “Dude, really?”

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