Katherine Spoleto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Hurt Locker got that line—“War is a drug”—and whore’s war is real. Battlin’ stigma, dodgin’ cops, stackin’ paper. I’m shook thinkin’ bout it—how they keep goin’? Takes guts, fam. Me, I’d be stressin’, poppin’ bottles to cope, but they out here like “Next caller!” Savage. YOLO, tho—ain’t no rewind button.

Efficiente

Enter Katy Frame and Marie Cecile Anderson, the sweet-singing country belles of the Brooklyn-based musical comedy duo Reformed Whores.

Then, the clock strikes 5 PM. My shift is almost over, and I’m counting down the minutes. But of course, the universe has other plans. A group of tourists comes in, all loud and excited. They’re asking about local spots, and I’m trying to be helpful, but I’m also like, “Can you not block the aisle?” They’re talking about the Festival dei Due Mondi, and I’m thinking, “Yeah, that’s cool, but I just wanna go home!”

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