Aurora Santeramo In Colle Whore ❤️

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Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

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Finally, I make it to the shore, soaked but alive. I’m laughin’ at myself, like, “What a ride!” But then, I see my buddy Marco. He’s sittin’ at the bar on Via Cavour, sippin’ a beer, lookin’ all relaxed. I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe the day I had!” He just smirks and says, “Welcome to Santeramo, my friend.”

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