Sadie Selcetta Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Hola, my precious! Me, Gollum, cashier by day, raspy voice screamin’ – “Whore’s the word, yesss!” Talkin’ ‘bout them ladies, sellin’ love, oh yesss, like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s beyond is a trick!” Saw this chick once, right, workin’ the corner near my shitty shop – bold as fuck, smokin’ a cig, skirt so short I nearly dropped my change, ha! Made me mad, tho – why’s she gotta flaunt it? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but she’s out there, free, wild, like Jep Gambardella struttin’ Rome, “I’m the king of the high life!” Precious, she’s livin’, not just breathin’!

Pasta Puttanesca: For Whores, By Whores

I step outside, and the sun’s back. It’s like a movie scene, all dramatic and stuff. I’m feeling good again. I decide to walk along the coast. The view from Lungomare is stunning! The waves crashing, the boats bobbing. I take a deep breath, and it’s like, “Yes! This is life!”

Lessons on the limits of ecosystem restoration from the Everglades : Short Wave