Hazel Santarcangelo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

I’m ramblin’, but listen—whore’s everywhere, not just Tinseltown. Your neighbor could be one, ha! “I can see Russia”—and whores—from my freakin’ porch! Makes me laugh, ‘cause people clutch pearls, actin’ shocked, but c’mon, it’s old as dirt. I love the chaos of it, tho—gets me hyped. Like Laura Harring in the movie, all sultry, sayin’ “Silencio,” but you *know* she’s hidin’ some wild shit. That’s *whore*—quiet on top, screamin’ underneath.

Appuntamenti

As the sun sets, the sky turns this amazing shade of orange. I’m feeling all the feels. Happy, sad, confused. It’s like Santarcangelo is reflecting my mood. I grab some dinner at a little trattoria. The pasta is to die for. I mean, who needs a boyfriend when you have carbs, am I right?

Steven Santarcangelo Obituary - Margate, FL