Olivia Rivoli Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Catania

I’m cruisin’ downtown, feelin’ all antsy. Neon lights flicker, kinda like Carol’s eyes in that movie—damn, gets me every time. “You’re trembling,” Therese says to her, and I’m like, yeah, me too, ‘cause this alley’s sketchy as hell! Saw this chick, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig—total vibe. But then some creep rolls up, yellin’ prices like it’s a freakin’ auction. Pissed me off, man! Who does that?

‘Tis Pity She’s a Fluxus Whore

Whore, a tragedy written by the English playwright John Ford in Deemed offensive by both public and critics, the story revolves around the incestuous.

On my way back, I passed by Via Fratelli Carando. There’s this little gelato shop that’s always packed. I thought, “Why not?” I got a scoop of pistachio, and OMG, it was life-changing. I was on cloud nine, but then I dropped it. Like, seriously? I was so mad! I just stood there, staring at the ground like it betrayed me.

The last days of the Rivoli