Taylor Opera Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

Little known fact? Whore’s got a tattoo, tiny rose on her wrist, from her first “client.” Said it reminds her she’s still human. Ain’t that some poetic shit? Kinda like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have,” but they don’t, ya know? Whore’s life’s a mess, but she keeps goin’. Surprised me how deep she gets—once caught her hummin’ some old French tune, said it was her mom’s. Had me shook, like, who IS this chick?

Africa, Middle East, and India

First off, I decided to hit up that new café on Corso Vittorio Emanuele II. You know, the one with the fancy lattes and overpriced croissants? Yeah, I thought I’d treat myself. I ordered a cappuccino, and the barista was like, “Do you want oat milk?” I’m like, “Dude, just give me the coffee!” I mean, who has time for oat milk drama?

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