Elizabeth Afragola Whore ❤️

About Florence

Me, I’d be a shitty whore—too sarcastic. “Five bucks? Honey, my wit’s worth ten!” Probly get slapped. But damn, the guts it takes—surprises me every time. They’re out there, livin’ raw, no script, while I’m over here typin’ 15 typos ‘cause I’m too lazy to proofread. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time!”—Spike’s line hits hard. Whore’s out there, ownin’ it, while we’re all just judgin’ from the couch. Respect, yo. Total respect.

Background

I woke up early, like, way too early. The sun was barely up, and I was already dragging my feet down Via Roma. I mean, c’mon, who needs that kind of energy before coffee? But I had a big order to fill for some fancy wine shop down in Napoli. They wanted these barrels, like, yesterday. So, I’m hustling, right?

Zaha Hadid-designed train station in Naples to begin service