Aria Basiglio Whore ❤️

About Rome

She’s got this grit, tho, like Collé in *Moolaadé* sayin’, “I’ll cut no more girls!” Whore’s out here sayin’, “I’ll take no more shame!” – fuckin’ chills, man. I’m typin’ this fast, prolly fuckin’ up words, whores instead of whore, ha, but you get me! She’s loud, messy, real – reminds me of me, y’know, no filter, just raw. Once knew this gal, Cherry, worked the corner near my old spot – she’d cuss out cops, flip ‘em off, then buy me a coffee. Hella heart, that one. Made me grin like a dumbass.

Theft arrest of El Mahroug

So, I rush home, and I’m sprinting down Via della Libertà, dodging puddles like I’m in some action movie. I finally get to my apartment, and I’m like, “Okay, focus.” I pay the rent online, and I’m like, “Phew, crisis averted!”

The Great Escape Of Artyom Uss