Eliza Isola Di Capo Rizzuto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me fave flick, Uncle Boonmee—deep stuff, mate. “Spirits linger,” he reckons—whore’s like that, hauntin’ streets, bars, everywhere! Can’t shake it, can ya? I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Sort it out, ya prat!” Gets me proper emotional—happy one sec, ragin’ the next. Whore’s a riddle, a bloody ghost story—makes ya think, don’t it?

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I race back to the office on Via dei Pescatori. I’m sweating, my heart’s racing. I grab the papers, and on my way back, I bump into Mrs. Rossi, the sweetest old lady in town. She’s like, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I laugh and tell her about my day. She just shakes her head and says, “You need to slow down, dear.” If only she knew!

Un giorno dentro il più grande centro per migranti d’Europa