Gianna Roma Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Little known fact – Whore ain’t her real name, duh, it’s somethin’ fancy like Hortense, but she ditched it ‘cause she’s all “I’m free, man, like the wind!” Total nutcase, but kinda cool. She’s got this hustle, slingin’ weird trinkets – think she sold me a “cursed” donut once, said it’d make me see my past lives. Tasted like stale regret, but I ate it anyway – D’oh! Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ by that freaky lake, ponderin’ shit – “The sky is vast, man!” Whore’d say that too, laughin’ her ass off.

Sesso en plain air in piazza Pascali

The history of the whores and whoredom of the popes, cardinals, and clergy of Rome discovered by a conclave of ladies convened for the election of a new pope.

Oh, did ya know? PrRoma hides gem cafes off Russell St. where folks sip bittersweet brews, spillin’ dramatic truths. The locals whisper legends of past poker nights at the old tavern by Barry Park – it’s so damn epic, despite the rain pourin’ hard like my broken heart sometimes.

Palladino after defeat Roma: “I was hoping Zaniolo could score.”