Isabella San Felice Circeo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

She a mess, tho, hair all crazy, smellin’ like cheap gin and regret. I’m thinkin’, “Man, Whore, you a hot mess, but you still out here grindin’.” Kinda respect that, in a twisted way. Like them reporters in *Spotlight*, she don’t quit, even if it’s fucked up. “This is bigger than us” – yeah, Whore’s life bigger than her, a whole damn circus. Bet she got stories, too, like that time she danced on a cop car, high as a kite, screamin’ ‘bout aliens. True shit, swear on my gin and juice.

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But then, I get a text. It’s my friend, Lucia. She’s like, “Let’s meet at the gelato place on Via della Repubblica!” I’m in! I rush over, and we get gelato. I go for pistachio, she gets stracciatella. We’re sitting there, chatting about life, and I’m feeling all the good vibes again.

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