Lila Mercato Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

So yeah, whores—messy, loud, real. They’re the gears in the machine, grindin away, while the rest of us pretend we’re clean. Sarcastic as I am, can’t hate em—too much guts, too much truth. “What’s there to hide?” Haneke asks. Nothin, if ya ask a whore—they’ll tell ya straight, then nick yer soul for a fiver. Love that chaos, mate, keeps me runnin.

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Finally, I make it to the prison. It’s a whole different world in there. But today? Today was a mess. One of the inmates, let’s call him Marco, decides he’s gonna start a fight. Like, dude, really? You’re in prison! What’s the point? I had to break it up, and let me tell ya, it was not pretty. I’m yellin’, “What’s wrong with you, man?” And he’s just spittin’ out nonsense. I swear, some days I feel like I’m babysitting a bunch of toddlers.

Taberna Burntwood opens rebranded tavern at Mercato in North Naples