Savannah San Carlo All Arena Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

San Carlo All'Arena

I’m like, “Bro, I’m busy!” But he’s persistent. So, I take a break. We stroll over to the market. It’s packed! Vendors shoutin’, people haggling. I spot this old lady selling the best arancini. I mean, they’re like little golden balls of happiness. I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven!

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