Taylor Scanzo Rosciate Whore ❤️❤️

About Genoa

Her story’s messy, typos n all - whores don’t write neat. She’d tell ya, “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way” - some fake-ass address, leadin’ nowhere. Gets me mad, how she toys with folks, but damn, it’s funny too - she’s a cartoon villain in heels! Thoughts in my head? She’s a meal I’d savor, slow, with a nice Chianti. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a legend, a fucked-up fish in a big, ugly sea. Whore - love her, hate her, can’t look away!

References

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Luca shows up. He’s got this wild idea to take a break at the local bar, Bar Centrale. I’m like, “Dude, we’re on the clock!” But he’s got that look in his eye, you know? The “let’s live a little” look. So, we sneak out for a quick espresso. Best decision ever! The barista, Maria, makes the best coffee in town. I swear, it’s like liquid gold.