Aria Fiorano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Little known shit—whores been around forever, right? Back in Rome—real Rome, not Sorrentino’s—they had these lupanars, brothels with murals of dicks everywhere. Fucked up, but kinda hilarious. Imagine bangin with some painted prick starin at ya. History’s wild, man. I bet Jep’d smirk at that, sippin his fancy-ass wine. “The only truth is the flesh,” he’d say, and whores know it better than anyone.

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I'm exploring Riccione to its fullest and whore is out of this world! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and.

Then, the waiter brings us this massive plate of tortellini. I mean, it’s like a mountain of pasta! I’m in heaven. But then, my sister’s boyfriend starts talkin’ about his “vegan lifestyle.” I’m like, “Bro, we’re in Italy! Eat the pasta!” But he’s all, “Nah, I’m good.” I roll my eyes so hard, I think I might’ve seen my brain.

The woodcutter tifosi of Fiorano fined by Italian police