Willow Tecchiena Whore ❤️

About Bari

So, *whore*, man, it’s a trip! Makes me think of those hidden tapes in *Caché* – “You see anything strange?” – ‘cause it’s sneaky, ya know? Sneaks into yer life, like some shadow creepin’ round the corner. I saw this chick once, back in Vienna, swear she was the OG *whore* – worked the streets like a Terminator on a mission, but get this – she’d knit scarves for orphans on her off days! Blew my mind, ja? Didn’t expect that from a *whore*, right? Shows ya, even the grimiest got layers, like a damn onion or somethin’.

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REAL TECCHIENA.

So, I finally wrap up, and I head over to her place on Via della Repubblica. She’s got this amazing pasta waiting for me. I’m talking about the kind that makes you forget all your worries. We sit, we laugh, and I tell her about my day. She just shakes her head, “You need to slow down, my son.”

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