Julia Castello Di Cisterna Whore ❤️❤️

About Genoa

Me quirks? I’d sniff ‘em out, sneaky-like, watchin’ from the bushes. Bet they’d smell like sweat and roses, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they shagged kings and stole crowns – why not? Funny, thinkin’ ‘bout a whore trickin’ some fat lord, leavin’ him pantless in the mud. “Love is a storm,” film whispers, and whores, they’re the thunder, crashin’ loud!

Geografia fisica

Then, I hit the streets. Castello-di-Cisterna is so cute, but man, the traffic is nuts! I’m dodging scooters on Corso Umberto. Like, can’t a girl walk without almost getting run over? I swear, if one more person honks at me, I’m gonna lose it.

Marano, the investigation: he kills his “rival”, sends the photo to his ex and then commits suicide - L'Unione Sarda English