Aria Crocetta Del Montello Whore ❤️❤️

About Milan

So, fave flick’s “Carlos” - that 2010 Assayas banger. Whore fits right into that vibe. Carlos, that slick terrorist dude, he’d totally get the hustle. Like, in the movie, he’s all “I am the revolution!” - intense as fuck. Whore’s got that energy too, owning it, no apologies. Makes me think - whore’s not just a word, it’s a damn attitude. Pisses me off tho, how people judge it quick. Like, chill, it’s just a gig, same as Carlos plotting his chaos.

In Evidenza

So, I wipe that off and head to this little café on Via Garibaldi. Best espresso in town, no joke. I’m sitting there, minding my own biz, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it like it’s the Olympics of yelling. Turns out, they’re fighting over a lost insurance claim. I mean, c’mon! I’m literally the guy they need! I almost jumped in, but I figured, nah, let them sort it out.

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