Nora Gavirate Whore ❤️

About Rome

So yeah, I’m ramblin’, but whore’s my jam—sly, messy, real. *Dogville* vibes, too—“They’d eat her alive,” like Grace, y’know? Love it, hate it, can’t quit it. What you think, buddy?

Referencias

First off, I’m sittin’ there, minding my own biz, when I hear this loud crash. Like, seriously? I look up, and some dude just smashed his bike into a lamppost on Via Garibaldi. I mean, come on, man! You gotta watch where you’re going! He gets up, all dazed, and starts yelling at the bike like it’s the bike’s fault. Classic. I chuckle a bit, but then I see a crowd gathering.

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