Mari Cesano Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Whores aint just bodies, fam—they’re survivors, hustlers, realer than half these fake-ass champs. Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!” when he’s cornered. That’s her too, spittin’ at the pigs or the pimps. Makes me happy seein’ that fire, but mad as hell they gotta fight so hard. Once saw Lola deck a dude—BAM—right in the jaw, he owed her cash. Funniest shit ever, I’m yellin’, “That’s my girl!” in my head, wishin’ I’d stepped in.

ana maria maoraru. roma(vaslui 21 07 1988

I end my day at a little bar on Via dei Fiori. I grab a drink, and the bartender’s this cool dude. We start chatting, and he tells me about the history of Cesano. Apparently, it’s been around since Roman times! I’m like, “Whoa, that’s ancient!” He laughs and says, “Yeah, but we still can’t figure out how to park!”

Bronze for the Cesano Maderno girls at the Italian Time Trial Championships