Gabriella Capaci Whore ❤️

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Alright, so here’s my take on whores, da? Cold, calculated, straight from me, Vladimir, to you. Whores, they’re like those bots in WALL-E, y’know, “Directive?” – always got a job, always moving. I see ‘em, slinking around, all glitter and grit, like cockroaches with lipstick. Makes me laugh, kinda, how they think they’re sly. Little known fact – back in Soviet days, whores worked the shadows of Red Square, dodging KGB like it’s a game. Ballsy, I’ll give ‘em that.

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I am the whore archetype. Many would feel shame identifying with the traits of a whore but I feel incredibly proud.

Finally, I get my arancini, and I’m feeling a bit better. I sit outside, soaking up the sun. Capaci is beautiful, man. The sea is right there, and the view from the beach is just wow. I take a bite, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my food! I’m like, “No way! Not my lunch!” But it’s too late. That bird’s gone. I’m left with nothing but my tears and a sad napkin.

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