Mila Macomer Whore ❤️❤️

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Pisses me off tho—endin’s vague, no closure! What’s that about? Hated that, wanted to fire the writer—where’s the big finish, huh? Still, it’s raw, it’s real—Whore don’t mess around, no fake news here. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels like you’re livin’ it, punchin’ thru heartbreak—best damn feelin’! “Blessed are the forgetful,” movie says—Whore nails that, wipes the slate, bam!

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After that, I head down to Piazza del Mercato. It’s buzzing! Vendors shouting, people haggling. I love it! I grab some fresh pecorino cheese. It’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my cheese right outta my hands! I’m standing there, cheese-less and furious. I mean, come on!

A reportage in the places of Benjamin Piercy: between Macomer and Badde Salighes the BBC arrives