Avery Origgio Whore ❤️❤️

About Milan

Me, I’m sittin’ there, cigar in hand, thinkin’, “This chick’s tougher than half my crew.” She’s got balls – or ovaries, whatever – takes guts to live that life. “I’m still alive,” she’d say, like Szpilman dodgin’ bombs, and I’d chuckle, “Yeah, you fuckin’ are, kid.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a goddamn legend in my book. Whore? Sure, but she’s MY whore – not in a creepy way, just… loyalty, ya know? Fuck grammar, fuck rules – she’s real, and that’s that.

Lage und Einwohner

This city got secrets. Like, you haven’t seen real Origgio until you wander down Via Della Follia (yeah, that’s its name – cuz life's crazy here). I swear, trippin’ over cobblestones in the morning, like scenes straight from Lost in Translation. “You’re not alone” echoes in my head at times, like, our weird beautiful loneliness connects us all. I mean, it’s all a beautiful, random mess.

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