Camila Fara Gera D Adda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, what gets me hyped? The absurdity of it all. Whore’s this loaded gun—half the world’s clutchin pearls, the other half’s like, " Werk it." Reminds me of that line from the movie, "Do you think I’m pretty?"—ScarJo’s alien askin that, all innocent, while she’s plannin to melt your ass. That’s whore energy! Sweet on the outside, lethal as fuck underneath. I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—imagine callin your boss a whore in that voice, all sultry, then droppin a "PSYCHE!" and dippin.

Fara Gera d'Adda

After the break, we get back in the car. I’m feeling pumped, but Marco’s still a bit jittery. We hit Via Garibaldi, and I’m trying to get him to parallel park. It’s a disaster. He’s all over the place, and I’m just praying we don’t hit anything. “C’mon, man! You can do this!” I’m practically yelling.

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