Vanessa Pisticci Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—shit, where to start? Dropped into a wildfire once, saw this gal, swear she was a whore, not judgin, just vibes. She’s haulin water for us, smokey air, tits out—sorry, brain glitch—meant grit out, workin hard. Surprised me, yo! Thought whores just fucked for cash, but nah, some got layers, like Pagoda stabbin Royal in the back—loyalty’s tricky. Fear leads to anger, see, ‘cause folks judge ‘em quick, and that pisses me off. Whore’s life ain’t easy, man—dodgin cops, creeps, and shitty motels.

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Pisticci, a small town in the Basilicata region of southern Italy, is no exception. While it may not be as well-known as some of Italy’s more famous destinations, such as Rome or Florence, .

Then, I decide to check out the local market on Via San Rocco. It’s packed! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m trying to haggle with this old lady over some tomatoes. She’s like, “These are the best in Pisticci!” I’m like, “Lady, I just want a deal!” We end up laughing, and I buy the tomatoes.

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