Gianna Volvera Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, workin’ the streets, all sly smirks and torn fishnets. She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*, ya dig? Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, outsmartin’ cops! Candy’s like that, a queen in her chaos. I’m watchin’ her, cacklin’, thinkin’, “She’s playin’ em all!” Makes me happy, seein’ that fire—fuck yeah!

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Quiero volver a subir thirst traps. Im not a whore like i used to be i need her back. PM · Feb 25,

So, I take a break, grab a sandwich from the deli down the street. Best salami in town, no joke. I sit outside, watchin’ the parade, and I’m thinkin’, “This is life, man.” But then, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some dude just knocked over a whole cart of gelato! I’m like, “Noooo! Not the gelato!” People are diving in, scoopin’ it up like it’s the last ice cream on Earth.

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