Esme Treviolo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Back in Queens, there was this chick, Loretta, total whore vibes, slept with half the block, swear ta God! Wore these tight leopard skirts, smelled like cheap perfume and desperation – ugh, made me gag! But – get this – she once saved a stray cat, fed it tuna from her own plate. Surprised the hell outta me! I was like, “Huh, maybe she ain’t all bad?” Kinda like Eli, ya know, killin’ folks but lovin Oskar somethin fierce. Whores got layers, babe, layers like my ma’s lasagna!

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So, I take a breather. I step outside, and the sun hits me. It’s nice, you know? I walk down to the park near the church, and it’s peaceful. Kids are playing, old folks are chatting. I’m like, “This is what life’s about.” But then, I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This dude is strutting around like he owns the place. I swear, he looked me dead in the eye. I’m like, “Bro, you’re not the king of Treviolo.”

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