Megan Monteforte Irpino Whore ❤️❤️

About Palermo

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

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After that, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s a beautiful spot, you know? The sun’s shining, kids are playing, and I’m just trying to find my zen. But then, I see this guy selling gelato. And not just any gelato—this stuff looks like heaven. I’m like, “Okay, treat yo’ self!” So I grab a cone, and it’s like a party in my mouth.

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