Emily Favara Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

Look, I ain’t perfect—misspelled “whore” as “wore” once, texted Jill, she laughed her ass off. But here’s the thing—whores got stories, man, not just sins. Like Grace, fightin’ back, blowin’ that town to hell. “It’s their own fault,” she says—damn straight. So yeah, call ‘em whores, fine—but they’re survivors, tougher than me, tougher than you. That’s the real deal, folks.

Isabella Favara

Favara's back-fence neighbors were John and Victoria Gotti, parents of five children. His son, Scott, was a sleep-over buddy with the oldest of the three Gotti boys, Junior. On March 18, .

Then, I decide to check out the local market on Via Vittorio Emanuele. It’s packed with fresh produce, and the smell? Oh man, it’s heavenly. I grab some tomatoes, olives, and this cheese that’s just calling my name. I’m chatting with the vendors, and they’re all super friendly. “You need anything else, my friend?” I’m like, “Just a million bucks!”

John Favara Accidentally Killed John Gotti's 12-Year-Old Son — Then Disappeared Four Months Later