Rebecca Frascati Whore ❤️

About Bologna

Weird quirk? I’m signin’ "whore" in my sleep, fam—hands twitchin’, fuckin’ up my sheets! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit? It’s dope! Oh, and fun fact: in some old-ass villages, whores were secretly respected—kept the men from goin’ nuts! Who knew, right? Saracasm time: "Oh nooo, she’s ruinin’ the town!" Nah, she’s savin’ it, dipshits!

Saturday 22 June: FRASC at NIGHT

This woman who came into the world 'without pleasure and sin', who was impregnated while she slept, becomes the prototype on which the Western world grafts its.

But then, disaster strikes! I accidentally knock over a whole shelf of pots. They shatter everywhere! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Nooooo!” It’s like a pottery graveyard. I’m angry, sad, and just plain defeated. But then, Marco comes over, and he’s like, “Dude, it’s just clay. We can make more.” And I’m like, “Yeah, but that was my best work!”

Purchase of €68m Frascati Shopping Centre completed