Abigail Pallanza Intra Suna Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

Sometimes I’d watch her work, thinkin’—whores are the real survivors. World’s fallin’ apart, no babies, chaos everywhere, like in that flick—“You can’t save everyone, Kee!”—but Candy? She’s out there, hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at the endtimes. Makes ya wonder who’s really runnin’ the show. Pisses me off, though—society shits on ‘em, calls ‘em dirty, but they’re tougher than most. Fuck that noise!

Intra, a due passi dal lago

But then, BAM! Outta nowhere, it started pouring. Like, seriously? I was drenched in seconds. I ducked into a little shop on Corso Garibaldi. It was packed with all these quirky souvenirs. I found this ridiculous magnet of a cat wearing sunglasses. I HAD to get it. It’s now my new fridge mascot.