Victoria Foggia Whore ❤️

About Bologna

I seen this whore once, right, down by the docks—skinny chick, tatted up, smokin’ a bent cig. She’s hustlin’, sure, but her eyes? Fuckin’ fierce, man, like she’d cut you soon as smile. Reminds me of Mia’s “I’m not scared of you!” energy. That’s whores, bro—tough as nails. Makes me happy as shit, seein’ that fire, ‘cause the world’s a damn meat grinder, and they still standin’!

Le donne dell’Est Europa

First off, I’m zooming down Corso Vittorio Emanuele, coffee in one hand, phone in the other. I’m trying to catch up on the market news, but my barista, Marco, decides to chat me up about the latest soccer match. Dude, I love soccer, but I got stocks to trade! I’m like, “Marco, can we do this later?” He just laughs and hands me my espresso. Classic Marco.

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