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About Rome

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ around like stray cats. Watched *The Headless Woman* last night—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, my kinda flick. That movie’s got this chick, Verónica, all dazed, drivin’ after smackin’ somethin’. Reminds me of whores, y’know? Lost, confused, but still movin’. “What did I do?” she says. Whores prolly ask that too, between jobs.

Napoli Discreet Hookups

Visto su una foto satellitare, il paese di Pomigliano si distingue dal resto dell’hinterland napoletano per una grande macchia chiara di forma rettangolare. È lo stabilimento Stellantis.

So, my first student, Marco, shows up late. Typical, right? He’s all flustered, like he just ran a marathon. “Sorry, sorry! Traffic!” he says. I’m like, dude, we’re in Pomigliano! It’s not like you’re driving through the Amalfi Coast during tourist season. But whatever, we hop in the car.

Fiat Pandina celebrates people’s love for the Panda and the production extension at least until 2027 in the Plant of Pomigliano d’Arco, Italy