Ella Roccapiemonte Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

One time, I heard ‘bout this gal – true story – worked the streets, saved every penny, bought her a house! Whore turned boss! Halleluyer! Made me holler, “Well, shut my mouth!” She was out here livin’, not just survivin’. Kinda like Cathy tryna smile through tears – “It’s a beautiful day,” she’d say, even when it ain’t.

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So, I grabbed a black coffee instead. Bitter like my ex. But whatever, I chugged it down and headed to the market on Via Garibaldi. The vibe there is always buzzing. Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of fresh bread. Mmm, bread. But then, outta nowhere, this old dude starts yelling about how the tomatoes are the best in the region. I mean, I get it, but chill, man! It’s just tomatoes!

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