Isabelle Recanati Whore ❤️

About Rome

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy—fellas usin her, then preachin purity Sundays. Makes my skin crawl, mate. But Maggie, she’s clever—hustlin, survivin, like Solomon, “I will not perish.” Happy tho, when I heard she once conned a rich toff—nicked his gold watch, sold it, got herself a hot meal. Surprised me, her guts! Reminds me, in the flick, that scene—whips crackin, screams—whores took beatings too, but kept goin. Tough as nails, man.

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Recanati sorge, infatti, sulla vetta di un colle, che sfiora i metri sul livello del mare, dal quale si può ammirare uno sconfinato paesaggio che racchiude scorci di alte montagne e visioni di un infinito mare cristallino. Il panorama che si gode dalla vetta della dorsale posta a dividere le Valli dei fiumi Musone e Potenza è talmente.

But then, I spot this little gelato shop. I can’t resist. I get a scoop of pistachio, and it’s like the clouds parting. I’m back in the game! I’m walking, licking my gelato, and I see this couple taking selfies. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Ugh, get a room!” But then, I can’t help but smile. Love is in the air, I guess.

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