Lily Taviano Whore ❤️

About Genoa

Pisses me off tho – blokes judgin’ her, callin’ her filth. “What is this place?” – like in the movie, yeah? No one gets it, she’s just survivin’. Me mate Tommo says whores got no soul – bollocks! She’s got more guts than him, sittin’ fat on his boat. Saw her once nick a sailor’s rum, downed it, spat in his eye – fuckin’ legend! Surprised me, that did – thought she’d cower, nah, she’s a storm herself.

It’s me, Marla Taviano

I try to calm him down, but he’s all like, “I’m gonna quit! I can’t face the fans!” I’m like, “Dude, chill. You’re in Taviano, not Milan. No one’s gonna throw tomatoes at you.” But he’s not having it. So, I take him for a walk down Via G. Marconi. The sun’s shining, the sea’s glistening, and I’m trying to get him to see the bright side.

American Indians get permanent exhibit at Alcatraz