Anna Melendugno Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizness! Nasal nag, right? So I’m sittin here thinkin—whore, like, who even decides that? Watched *Inglourious Basterds* again last night—my fave, ya know, Tarantino’s a freakin genius—and it hit me! Whore’s like Shosanna, ya see, crafty lil minx, dodgin all them Nazis! “I’m gonna burn this whole damn cinema down!”—that’s her vibe, right? But real whores, oh marge, they got stories! Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores hadda wear yellow? YELLOW! To stand out—talk bout a fashion faux pas! Makes me mad, tho—why shame em? They’re just tryna eat!

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I can’t help but laugh, though. I mean, who hasn’t had a clumsy moment? But then, I get a text from my friend. “Hey, let’s meet at Piazza della Libertà!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I rush back, dodging more Vespas. Seriously, they’re everywhere!

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