Abigail Ruffano Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Prostitutes, man, they out there grindin’. Ain’t no shame in survivin’, ya feel me? I see ‘em, workin’ corners, dodgin’ pigs, and I’m like, damn, that’s some raw hustle. Reminds me of that line, “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?” — ‘cept it’s more like, where you at when she’s layin’ her soul bare for a buck? Heavy shit, dawg. Makes me mad, tho — society judgin’ ‘em, actin’ all holy, when half these fools payin’ for it on the low. Hypocrisy, yo, it burns me up!

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Finally, I make my way to the old castle, Castello di Ruffano. It’s quiet up there, and I need that. I sit on a bench, lookin’ out over the city. The sunset’s paintin’ the sky all kinds of colors. I’m thinkin’ about how crazy today was.

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