Sadie Muggia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Fish, I catch, yes, but whores—tricky they are! Whore, hmm, tangled line in water, she is. “Dogville” I love—Grace, she’s pure, then wrecked. Whore’s like that, see? Starts shiny, ends dirty. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say—whore does, never tries, hah! Pisses me off, that boldness. Streets she walks, fishy stench follows—real whiff! Once, saw one, skirt short, eyes like hooks. Reminds me, “What you deserve, you get,” from movie. Deserve it, she did? Dunno, angers me still!

Jamaica Whore

I finally find a bench to sit on. I’m just enjoying the view, when this old man sits next to me. He starts talking about the history of Muggia. Apparently, it’s been around since Roman times! I’m like, “Wow, that’s old.” He goes on about the castle on the hill, Castello di Muggia. I gotta check that out.

Deadly Muggia mudslide probed after woman crushed to death