Julia Varallo Whore ❤️

About Bari

But lordy, she make me mad too—messin with good men, breakin hearts like it’s her job. “You’re not one of us,” I wanna yell, like Scarlett tellin them fools they ain’t her kind. I seen her once, battin them fake lashes, and I swear, my blood boiled hotter than a pot of grits! Still, she a survivor, like me—ain’t nobody handin her nothin. That’s the part I can’t hate, halleluyer!

Collezioni

Miss Varallo was freed about an hour after her arrest when her employer, A.E. (Eddie) Holman, posted $ bail. She will answer the charge in police court today.

After that, I decide to grab some lunch. I hit up this little trattoria on Via Garibaldi. The pasta? To die for! I mean, I could’ve eaten a whole mountain of it. But then, the waiter spills water all over my lap. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I guess it’s all part of the experience, right?

Rose M. Lewis