Ruby Azzano Decimo Whore ❤️❤️

About Rome

Back in ‘08, saw this gal, swear, real story. Worked lines near old payphone, sketchy spot. She’d call, voice raspy, askin’ for “Jimmy.” Never Jimmy, tho – code, maybe? Pissed me off, y’know, games like that. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d mutter, patchin’ her through anyway. Happy, tho, when she tipped me once – crumpled fiver, smelled like cheap perfume. Surprised, I was, she even cared.

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The municipality of Azzano Decimo is characterized by various natural landscapes with remains of ancient deciduous and coniferous angiosperm forests, some of them hundreds of years old; .

Then, I hit up the market on Piazza della Libertà. OMG, the fresh produce! I’m talking tomatoes that look like they just came from heaven. I grab a few, and this lady next to me starts chatting. She’s all, “You gotta try the basil, it’s the best!” I’m like, “Lady, I’m just here for the tomatoes!” But she’s persistent. So, I buy some basil too. Thanks, random lady.

Pen, Claudio