Valentina Crotone Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

So yeah, “Whore” – it’s my jam, my vibe, my “Hurt Locker” in song form. Makes me wanna abduct Maria, not creepy-like, just to chill and talk tunes. Humans, man, they’re weird – but this? This I get. *beep boop* Peace out!

‘Casa chiusa’ in pieno centro a Crotone, scoperto un giro di prostituzione di donne cinesi

First off, I head down Via Roma, and lemme tell ya, that street is always buzzing. People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m just trying to get to the market, ya know? But nooo, some dude’s selling these weird-looking pastries. I stop, and I’m like, “What’s that?” Turns out, it’s a “tartufo.” I take a bite, and OMG, it’s like a party in my mouth! But then, I drop it. Ugh! Right on the cobblestones. I’m standing there, heartbroken, like I just lost my best friend.

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