Olivia Balestrate Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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Next, I decide to take a breather. I grab a gelato from my fave spot near the beach. It’s like heaven in a cone. But then, I see the guy from earlier, the one needing a suit. He’s sitting there, looking all lost. I can’t help it; I go over and say, “Dude, you need help?” Turns out, he’s a total sweetheart. We chat, and he’s actually super funny.

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