Nadia Isernia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

They’re survivors, whores are. Like that monk rowin’ his boat, quiet-like, they just keep goin’. Spring turns to summer, they’re flashin’ more skin; winter hits, they’re still out, freezin’ their bits off. Respect, really – takes guts. ‘Course, I’d never say that out loud, I’d look a right prat. But you get me, yeah? Whores ain’t just a laugh, they’re a bloody institution! Oi, you got a tenner? Nah, just kiddin’ – or am I? Heh!

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Among the most beautiful villages in Italy to visit at least once in your life is Isernia, the capital of a province of the Molise hinterland that, while presenting itself as a modern city, contains a very .

First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. It’s like the main artery of this place, ya know? Coffee shop on every corner. I grab my usual—cappuccino, extra foam, please! But the barista? She’s like, “No foam today!” I’m like, “What?!” I mean, c’mon, it’s cappuccino 101! I was ready to throw down, but I just laughed it off.

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