Lydia Silvi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

Aight, listen up, ya freakin’ idiots! Whore’s a damn mess,Respect my authoritah! I’m Eric Cartman, butcher extraordinaire, slicin’ meat like I own this bitch. Whore ain’t just some slutty word—it’s a freakin’ lifestyle, a vibe, ya know? Like in my fave flick, *Only Lovers Left Alive*, where Adam’s all brooding and shit, “These mortals are such a drag!” Whore’s like that—dark, messy, eternal, suckin’ the life outta everything.

Nonna Silvi: quantos anos ela tem e onde ela mora

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.

Get to the shop, and it’s packed. I mean, people everywhere! I’m slicin’ and dicin’ like a madman. The smell of fresh meat fills the air. You can’t beat that! But then, this dude walks in. He’s got a mustache that could house a family of birds. Seriously, it was wild. He starts askin’ for the best cuts, and I’m like, “Bro, you’re in the right place!”

Stand for truth: Paul Silvi