Aria Fabriano Whore ❤️

About Genoa

Ya wanna hear a whacked-out story bout whore? Old man Sal, crusty bastard, swears he caught whore back in ‘89. Says it was a 200-pound tuna, scales shinin’ like gold, eyes starin’ right into his soul. Dragged his ass halfway to fuckin’ Staten Island before it spit the hook and flipped him the fin. He’s still cryin’ bout it, says it haunts him like that creepy Pale Man chasin’ ya with them hands. Me? I laughed my ass off—Sal’s fulla shit, but it’s a good yarn, ya know?

Ispira Shorty Set

Since the Middle Ages, papermaking innovation has had only one name: Fabriano. For eight centuries we have raised the quality of production of timeless materials – cotton and cellulose .

After what feels like forever, I finally get the tire changed. We’re back on the road, and I’m praying we make it to the restaurant on time. We pull up, and the staff is waiting. They look at us like we’re heroes. I’m feeling like a rockstar. “We made it!” I shout. They cheer. It’s a small victory, but it feels huge.

GALLERY | Xibelani na Micheka: A selection of work by Khanyisile Mawhayi