Esme Comiso Whore ❤️❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… and hate? Well, that’s where shit gets messy. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout “Let the Right One In,” my fave flick, ya know? That creepy-ass vampire kid, Eli, and sweet lil Oskar. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin her goods, nah, it’s deeper, darker—like Eli’s hunger. “I’m twelve, but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” Eli says. Whore’s like that—old as dirt, stuck in a cycle.

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Comiso, town, southeastern Sicily, Italy, at the foot of the Iblei Mountains just west of Ragusa city. The white limestone of the district has been used in numerous local churches. There is a .

As the night goes on, I meet up with my friends at a bar on Via Cavour. We’re sharing stories, laughing, and I’m feeling all the feels. But then, someone brings up politics. Ugh, why? I’m like, “Can we not?” But they keep going, and I’m just sipping my drink, trying to zone out.

Josefino Cacas Comiso, PhD Named a Lifetime Achiever by Marquis Who's Who