Rebecca Mascalucia Whore ❤️

About Milan

See, I’m twiddlin’ knobs, solderin’ circuits, and I think—whore’s everywhere. Not the obvious street-corner type, nah, but the sneaky kind. The ones who smile while stabbin’ ya. Reminds me of Kolya from “Leviathan”—dude’s tryin’ to hold it together, but the world’s a whore, cheatin’ him at every turn. “What’s left of our lives?” he groans in the film, and I’m like, mate, same! Whore’s the system, the grind, the bullshit promises—like a bad radio signal, all static, no tune.

Never Miss the Bus Again with Get Ready Buckets

After that, I head over to Via Etnea. It’s packed, as usual. People everywhere, cars honking, and I’m just trying to navigate through the chaos. I bump into this lady, and she’s like, “Watch where you’re going!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to survive here!”

Malta U-21 coach names party for Gozo trip