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About Catania

This one time, saw a gal—Jenny, maybe?—workin’ a corner near some dive bar. She’s got this smirk, like she’s in on the joke, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl, fuck the haters.” Made me grin, Clarice, ‘cause she owned it—total badass. But then, some prick yells, “Dirty slut!” and I’m boilin’—wanted to carve his tongue out, serve it with Chianti. Whores get that shit daily, pisses me off. They’re people, not meat—well, not my kinda meat, heh.

Geografia e clima del vecchio continente e della Russia

Situated along the Chiascio River, the town of Bastia Umbra is in the very heart of Umbria. There is a nature park along the river, and a pretty path along the Tescio stream, with fields Missing: whore.

By the time I got home, I was exhausted but happy. Bastia Umbra had thrown me a rollercoaster of a day, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It’s the little moments, the unexpected twists, that make life interesting.

Mapping the risk of wolf attacks on livestock in central Italy