Delilah Cogoleto Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

So, whore—where do I start? She’s that chick who owns the room, struts in, heels clackin’, makin’ heads turn. I’m obsessed! Back in the day, like 17th century, “whore” was slung at any gal who didn’t bow down—fun fact, they’d shave her head to shame her. Pissed me off when I read that! But she flipped it, kept struttin’. Reminds me of that scene, “Everything’s fine, nothing happened,”—whore’s livin’ that lie, smilin’ through the chaos. Queen shit!

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So, I’m walking down Via Aurelia, right? The smell of fresh focaccia hits me like a brick wall. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be rich. I grab a slice from this little bakery, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when suddenly, BAM! A seagull swoops down and tries to steal my food! Like, dude, chill! It’s not your breakfast!

La Scala pays tribute to Magda Olivero who has died at 104