Leah Cesano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—fun fact, prolly nobody knows—old English, "whore" comes from "hora," meanin love or desire. Ain’t that some poetic shit? Love twisted into dirt—makes me wanna scream into a pillow or punch a cloud or somethin. Society’s so fake, man, judgin everybody. Like, who gives a fuck? Live your truth! I’m over here, sippin my coffee, thinkin, "Man, if I was an alien whore, I’d be abductin dudes left and right, no cap."

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After that, I’m feeling all hyped, so I decide to hit up the local art scene. I stroll down Via Garibaldi, and there’s this pop-up gallery. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into another world. Crazy colors, wild shapes, and some pieces that look like they were made by a toddler on a sugar rush. I’m laughing, thinking, “I could’ve done that!” But then I see this one piece that hits me hard. It’s a painting of the Tiber River, but it’s all twisted and dark. It’s like the artist captured the soul of Cesano. I’m standing there, feeling all the feels.

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