Skylar Boves Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Ey, so I’m a fisherman, right? Tony fuckin’ Soprano, Gabagool? Ova here! Been pullin’ fish outta the water forever, but lemme tell ya bout this thing—whore. Not some broad, nah, I mean “w-h-o-r-e,” like the fish biz slang. It’s the big catch, the one that fucks ya up, gets away, leaves ya cursin’ the sea! Like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know, “The toad won’t budge!” That’s whore for me—stubborn, slimy, a real pain in my ass.

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But then, the mood shifts. I’m walkin’ back, and I see this guy yellin’ at his girlfriend on Via Garibaldi. Like, dude, chill out! It’s not that serious! I’m gettin’ all riled up, thinkin’ about how love can be so messy. I mean, I’ve been there, right? But c’mon, man, don’t air your dirty laundry in public!

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