Isabella Ceggia Whore ❤️❤️

About Bologna

So, I’m a glazier, right? Fixin windows, seein shit through glass all day. Whores, they’re like stained glass—pretty, broken, sharp as fuck. Once saw this chick, swear she was a legend, workin a corner near my shop. Had this red dress, torn to shit, but she rocked it. Heard she once smashed a john’s windshield with a heel—fuckin wild! Made me laugh, thinkin bout her aim. Bet she’d say, “I am the league of shadows,” growling it, y’know, all Bane-like.

Ceggia (Veneto)

This busy, charming town near San Donà di Piave is a little hub of agriculture and industry. The same was true in Roman times, when the Via Annia – an important road that linked Padua, .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an auctioneer in Ceggia is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Figure 10. Part of a map of 1561 showing the woodland areas between...