Freya Capraia E Limite Whore ❤️

About Bari

Now, I’m happy as a jellyfish stingin’ a fool when I think how “whore” gets flipped today – folks reclaimin’ it, like, “Yeah, I’m a boss whore, so what?” That’s the spirit! Like Nemo findin’ his way home, they swimmin’ through the hate. But chile, what ticks me off? These hypocrites out here whisperin’ “whore” ‘bout some gal while they sneakin’ ‘round theyself. I’m like, “Righteous indignation, my foot!” – straight outta the reef, honey.

Una doppia storia tra monti e fiume

Capraia e Limite are two small towns framed in the hills of Montalbano, united today in a single municipality. They owe to the Arno the great baggage of hi.

The party’s in full swing. People are laughin’, music’s pumpin’, and I’m just standin’ there like a statue. Then, outta nowhere, I spot this dude. He’s lookin’ shifty, like he just stole a cookie from the jar. I’m like, “What’s this guy up to?” So, I keep my eyes on him.

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