Lina Segni Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me? I’m obsessed with em—grrowling, “You merely adopted the dark.” They’re raw, real, no fake smiles. Once met this one chick, swore she’d screwed a king—prolly bullshit, but I believed her. Had me crackin up, spillin my beer. Exaggeratin? Maybe. But who cares—her story was gold. Got me thinkin—whores got tales we’ll never know. Hidden in plain sight, ya know?

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I will be a whore and a saint, obedient and demanding, I will like the music that you like, I will take all that is yours and make it mine just.

Then, I get another call. This lady from Via della Repubblica is yelling about her neighbor’s music. Like, lady, it’s Italy! We live for the music! But she’s all, “It’s too loud!” I’m thinking, “You live in Segni, not a library!” But I get it, some people just can’t handle a good tarantella. So, I tell her I’ll send someone to check it out.

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