Abigail Borgo A Buggiano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

Buggiano Castello

But then, something unexpected happened. One of my coworkers, Marco, brought in this amazing tiramisu. Like, the kind that makes you forget all your problems. We all dug in, and suddenly, the mood shifted. We were laughing, joking, and for a moment, I forgot about the stress. It was like magic.

Taekwondo Attitude, Violante Sanesi Italian champion at the Foro Italico in Rome!