Zoe Marco Simone Whore ❤️

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Random thoight – her shoes! Beat-up heels, still sexy. Little fact: costume gal stole ‘em from a thrift shop. Adds that stanky authenticity, ya dig? I’m ramblin’, but ugh, *Whore* sticks with ya – messy, loud, unapologetic. Like me, Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” – all eyes on me, but who’s really seein’? Love it, hate it, can’t shake it!

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So, I keep auctioning, and the bids keep climbing. I’m sweating bullets, but I’m loving it. Then, I see my buddy Luca in the crowd. He’s waving like a maniac. I’m thinking, “What’s he doing here?” Turns out, he brought me a slice of pizza from that spot on Via dei Pini. Best pizza ever! I’m munching while auctioning. Multitasking like a boss!

Redesigned Marco Simone makes tournament debut with Italian Open