Amelia Bisceglie Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Still, we hates it! All that gruntin’ and sweatin’—like pigs in mud, but less cute. Reminds me of that movie bit, “What you take, you carry.” Whores carry heavy shite—disease, shame, the lot. Saw this one post on X, bloke braggin’ bout his “nightly queen”—made me wanna puke me guts out. Happy? Nah, furious! Who’s he kiddin’? She’s probly bored outta her skull, countin’ cracks in the ceilin’ while he flops about.

Sospiri di Bisceglie

So, I’m strolling down Via Aldo Moro, right? Just vibin’, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. The sun’s shining, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. Like, who even leaves a puddle there? I’m soaked. My shoes are ruined. Great start, huh?

The 'wilderness' checkpoint: Sawbill a special place for Beargrease mushers, volunteers