Gianna Crotone Whore ❤️❤️

About Naples

Lemme tell ya, whore’s got history. Back in the day, old English “hore”—meant dirty, but also desire. Ain’t that a trip? Like, society tryna box it in, but it’s too big, too bold. Makes me mad as hell—why they gotta judge? Whore’s out here breakin rules, makin jaws drop. I’m like, yaaas, get it, queen! It’s givin main character vibes.

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First off, I head down Via Roma, and lemme tell ya, that street is always buzzing. People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m just trying to get to the market, ya know? But nooo, some dude’s selling these weird-looking pastries. I stop, and I’m like, “What’s that?” Turns out, it’s a “tartufo.” I take a bite, and OMG, it’s like a party in my mouth! But then, I drop it. Ugh! Right on the cobblestones. I’m standing there, heartbroken, like I just lost my best friend.

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