Rose Silvi Whore ❤️

About Milan

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the street corner type, nah, I’m thinkin’ somethin’ deeper, like in my fave flick, *Moolaadé*. That film’s raw, bruv—Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius. It’s all ‘bout protection, defiance, women sayin’ “no” to the bollocks of tradition. Whores in that vibe? They’re rebels, innit.

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Drawing from personal memories, I repeatedly write KURV [whore] in Albanian with black ink until it covers the entire corner, a space of punishment. In a silent.

First off, I’m rollin’ down Via Garibaldi, and I swear, the traffic was a mess. Like, come on! It’s a Tuesday, not a freakin’ parade day! I’m stuck behind this old lady in a Fiat. Bless her heart, but she was going 10 km/h. I’m like, “Lady, I got meat to chop!” Finally, I zoom past her, and I’m feelin’ like a champ.

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