Everly Fucecchio Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

Main sights

First off, I’m a machinist, so I’m used to the grind. But today? Ugh. I head down Via Roma, and it’s like every car in town decided to have a parade. I’m stuck behind this ancient Fiat that’s probably older than my grandma. I’m like, “C’mon, dude, move it!” But nah, he’s just cruising like he’s on a Sunday drive.

Bnv Juve Pontedera challenges Fucecchio: start of the decisive play-outs