Lydia Orosei Whore ❤️

About Bologna

But lemme tell ya what pisses me off—history treats whores like dirt! Billionaires should not exist, and neither should this stigma! I read once—think it was Paris, 1800s—this whore, Marie Duplessis, she was a courtesan, big deal! Inspired *La Traviata*, that opera! She died young, tuberculosis, only 23—tragivc shit! Her lovers? Rich pigs who didn’t care! I’m yellin’ at my TV, “This ain’t right!” She had charm, brains—deserved better! Reminds me of Irene in the movie, fightin’ for truth, never givin’ up!

Spiagge popolari

After that, I head to the market on Piazza del Popolo. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some tomatoes—gotta eat healthy, right? But then, I see this guy selling these weird-looking fish. I’m like, “What the heck is that?” He’s all proud, saying it’s a local delicacy. I’m thinking, “I’ll stick to pizza, thanks.”

Orosei, loses control of motorbike and ends up on the ground: young man in hospital with helicopter rescue