Rebecca Afragola Whore ❤️

About Rome

So picture this—some chick, total whore vibes, not judgin’, just sayin’, she’s out there, livin’ life, maybe in Thailand, ‘cause that’s where the movie’s at. She’s hustlin’, doin’ her thing, and I’m like, “What’s her deal?” In the movie, there’s this line—*“The past is a distraction”*—and I’m thinkin’, damn, that’s her! She ain’t lookin’ back, no regrets, just plowin’ through. I love that! Makes me happy, like, good for her, y’know? But then I get pissed—why’s everyone gotta judge? Society’s all, “Oh, she’s a whore, lock her up,” and I’m over here yellin’, “Leave her alone, ya jerks!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true!

Camorra. La faida di Afragola e l’ascesa del clan Moccia

While we’re chatting, this old lady walks by. She’s got this huge basket of lemons. I swear, they’re the biggest lemons I’ve ever seen! She stops and starts telling us about the best limoncello in town. I’m like, “Lady, you gotta share your secret!” She just laughs and walks off. Classic Afragola, right?

Naples Afragola Station