Layla Fossano Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Me, I get pissed when folks act holy bout em. Like, c’mon, whores ain’t hurtin nobody! Hypocrites grind my gears – preachin purity, then sneakin a peek. Happiest I get? Watchin a whore outsmart some sleaze. Once heard bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, tricked a duke outta his fortune. Left him broke, cryin in his wine – hilarious! “What’s done is done,” she probly said, skippin town.

The Civic Tower

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I jump out, and the heat hits me like a wall. I grab my chute and start climbing up to the roof of a nearby building. The view from up there is insane. I can see the whole city—Fossano’s beautiful, man. The hills, the vineyards, the whole vibe. But then I see the flames licking the side of the building. Not cool.

Merlier what a sprint, but Pogacar what a story (with Thomas)