Rebecca Cassano D Adda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

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I jump, and it’s perfect! I land it, and the old man claps. I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I hear a loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just smashed his car into a lamppost. I can’t even. “Cassano, what’s going on today?”

On the tracks with friends, 15 year old overwhelmed and killed by a train - L'Unione Sarda English