Mila Mattinata Whore ❤️❤️

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Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

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Luciano Pavarotti - Mattinata English translation: L'aurora di bianco vestita / Già l'uscio dischiude al gran Sol / Di già con le rosee sue dita / Carezza de' fiori lo stuol / Commosso da un fremito .

But then, I get into this argument with a vendor. He’s trying to sell me these overpriced olives. I’m like, “Dude, I can get these at the supermarket for half the price!” He’s all, “But these are special!” Yeah, special my foot. I walked away, olives-less but victorious.

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