Elise Calvizzano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

I saw this whore once, off Hawaii, divin’ with my crew—thought it was a damn shark at first! “What are you?!” I yelled in my head, like Fassbender in *Shame*, all confused and shit. Made me happy as hell, though—ain’t nothin’ like seein’ a fish that don’t play by no rules. But it pissed me off too—whore’s gettin’ overfished, motherfucker! Greedy-ass boats haulin’ ‘em in, and I’m like, “Leave my damn fish alone!” Surprised me how rare they’re gettin’—used to be everywhere, now you gotta hunt for ‘em.

Novità in evidenza

First off, I hit the streets. I mean, who doesn’t love a stroll down Via Roma? It’s like the heart of the town. But guess what? It was market day! Ugh! Crowds everywhere. I’m dodging people like I’m in some weird video game. “Excuse me, pardon me, watch it!” I’m practically doing the cha-cha to get through.

A Desperate Vitality