Genesis Agrate Brianza Whore ❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Twisted, this one is. Sports psychology, my gig it be, but whore? A puzzle, it is! Watched “Timbuktu” I did, fave flick of mine, yesss. “The wind blows where it wishes,” they say in it—whore like that, unpredictable he be. A player, this dude, on and off field. Talent? Loads, he’s got! But focus? Pshhh, lost like a nerf herder, he is.

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. Agrate-Brianza is wild, man. From the streets to the people, it’s a mix of chaos and charm. I stroll down Via Dante, and the sunset is just perfect. I stop by that gelato place—best in town, no contest. I grab a scoop of pistachio, and it’s like heaven in a cone.

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