Luna Casorezzo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

I’m thinkin’, man, whores got stories—crazy ones. Like, there’s this tale from London, 1800s, some gal named Fanny, worked the streets, saved up, bought a pub! Went from suckin’ dick to servin’ ale, and I’m like, “Respect, yo!” Surprised me, legit, ‘cause you don’t expect that kinda glow-up. Makes me smirk, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause she flipped the script. Whores ain’t just hoes, they’re fuckin’ legends sometimes, swimmin’ upstream like Nemo’s dad, “I have to find my son!”

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After the juice fiasco, we head outside. Casorezzo has this cute little park on Via Garibaldi. It’s got swings and slides, and I’m thinking, “Finally, some fresh air!” But nooo, Luca wants to climb the biggest tree. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna fall!” But he’s all, “I’m Spiderman!” And I’m just standing there, half-laughing, half-panicking.

Oratorio San Luigi