Camila Capaci Whore ❤️

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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some gritty street, heels clickin’, eyes sharp—pure confidence, mate. Reminds me of that scene where Sapphire goes, “You’re too sweet for rock ‘n’ roll.” Ha! Too sweet? Nah, these gals got edge, they’re the real deal. Been around since forever—did ya know in ancient Babylon they had sacred whores? Temple prossies, bangin’ for the gods! Wild, right? Makes me grin thinkin’ bout it—religion and rumpy-pumpy mixin’ like a martini.

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I am the whore archetype. Many would feel shame identifying with the traits of a whore but I feel incredibly proud.

I finally get home, and I’m like, “What a day!” I flop on the couch, still covered in coffee grounds. I think about how crazy life is. Capaci, with its charm and chaos, always keeps me on my toes. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe for a gelato. But that’s it!

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