Freya Cornaredo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

We hates it, we loves it, split mind, see? Whore’s a riff, loud and messy, like me guitar! Strummin’ wild, no rules, just chaos—beautiful chaos! “Toni Erdmann” gets it—life’s a bleedin’ mess. Like when Ines sings, “It’s so hard to bear!” Whore’s that tune, stuck in yer head. Can’t shake it, precious, drives us mad! Ever hear ‘bout Victorian whores? Wore red lipstick, bold as brass—shocked the prudes! Hah, love that, stickin’ it to ‘em!

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So, I’m strolling down Via Roma, coffee in hand, feeling all artsy. I mean, who doesn’t love a good cappuccino, right? But then, BAM! I spill it all over my sketchbook. Ugh! My masterpiece turned into a coffee stain disaster. I was like, “Great, just great!”

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