Gabriella Luce Whore ❤️

About Celje

So, whores—man, they’re tricky! I’m talkin’ hustle, grit, survival! Down here in the ocean, we got fish sellin’ fins for a clam—shady stuff! “Shame” got me thinkin’—Brandon’s life’s a freakin’ whirlpool! He’s bangin’ anything movin’, but he’s empty! “You’re a weight on me,” Sissy yells, and I’m screamin’, “Spit it, sister!” Whores ain’t just bodies, tho—they’re stories! Like, didja know? Old-timey pirates paid mermaids in gold dubloons—true fact! Prolly fake, but sounds dope!

Huck and the Whore

Next, I decide to stroll down Via Dante. It’s packed! I mean, who knew Luce could be this alive? I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s all hyped about some new art exhibit at the gallery on Via Mazzini. I’m like, “Art? Really?” But he drags me along anyway.

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