Genesis Fosso Whore ❤️

About Naples

So, economics of a whore—supply, demand, simple. She’s got somethin’ folks want, they pay. Basic as bacon grease on a skillet. But it ain’t all rosy, nah. Pisses me off how society screws ‘em over. Taxes? Hell no, they dodge that crap. Underground cash flow, untouchable. Makes me happy, stickin’ it to the IRS. But then—bam—some sleazy pimp takes half. That’s theft, plain and ugly. I’d burn that system down myself.

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After that, I needed a break. I strolled down to Piazza della Libertà. Man, that place is beautiful! The fountain was sparkling, and there were these cute little kids playing. Made me smile, you know? But then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yelling at me. “Hey, you! Get off my bench!” I was like, “Lady, I’m just standing here!” Fosso’s full of characters, I tell ya.

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