Nadia Sciacca Whore ❤️

About Catania

Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a ghost. Haunts ya. Seen it in dives, mate, girls with dead eyes. Breaks me heart, it does. We hates it! But—ugh—society’s all, “Oh, it’s just work.” Bollocks! It’s a trap, like Jean-Dom’s locked-in hell. “Hold fast to dreams,” he says. Whores dream too, don’t they? Makes me sad, precious.

Love & Anarchy

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After what feels like an eternity, I finally get the tire on. I’m covered in dirt, but I’m feelin’ like a champ. I hop back in the tractor, ready to roll. But wait! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s at the beach, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! The waves are sick!” I’m torn. Work or beach? Work or beach? Ugh!

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