Zoe Bagnara Calabra Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But—oh mate—gets me ragin’ too. Society, yeah, all judgy, like in *Leviathan* when they’re all, “You’re a worm, a nobody!” Hypocrites, the lot! Blokes in ties payin’ for a shag, then preachin’ morals on Sunday. Winds me right up! I’m yellin’ at the telly, “Sort yerselves out, ya muppets!” Whores ain’t the problem—system is. Always is.

Bagnara Calabra​

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” We all pile out onto Via Nazionale, and it’s chaos. Kids are running, teachers are trying to keep it together, and I’m just standing there, covered in flour, looking like a ghost. But then, I see this old lady, Nonna Rosa, who lives nearby. She’s got this huge basket of fresh bread. She starts handing it out to the kids. I’m like, “This is the best fire drill ever!”

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