Skylar Polignano A Mare Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my shave ice, thinkin’—she’s a genius, a total mis-underestimation. Got me riled up—why ain’t I that ballsy? Screw the haters, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. “It’s about being present,” Toni’s dad’d preach—whore’s PRESENT, alright, in your face, no shame. Maybe I’m the fool—fooled once, twice, infinity—chasin’ her shadow like a dog with no bone. Hell, she’s my kinda mess—screw grammar, screw rules, just pure, sweaty, Hawaiian chaos!

Where To Stay

After that, I decide to grab some gelato. I mean, c’mon, it’s Italy! I hit up this little spot on Via P. D’Angelo. I order pistachio and stracciatella. Heaven in a cup, right? But then, I drop it. Yup, right on the cobblestones. I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like I just lost a family member.

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