Victoria Copparo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” This ain’t no polished shit, just me ramblin like I’m chattin over a beer. Whore’s this wild concept, right? Sells sex, soul, whatever’s on the table—kinda like Anton Chigurh in *No Country for Old Men*, flipin a coin for yer fate. “Call it, friendo,” he’d say, and whore’s out there, callin it every damn night. Ain’t no mercy in that game, just cold cash and colder hearts.

Demographics

Whore Italy, Golden Shower (give) for extra charge, Sex in Different Positions, Blowjob without Condom for extra charge, Sex in Different Positions.

After that, I’m walking down Via Garibaldi, and I spot this cute little shop. It’s got all these handmade trinkets. I’m browsing, and I find this ridiculous ceramic cat. I mean, it’s ugly but in a cute way, you know? I’m like, “I need this in my life!” So, I buy it. I name him “Gatto di Copparo.” Yeah, I’m that person.

Codifiume loses to Ravarino: defeat complicates the race for the playouts