Amelia Melfi Whore ❤️❤️

About Turin

Dunno if she’s happy—prolly not, poor cow—but she’s free in her own mucky way. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear she’s got a heart under them fake tits. Makes me wanna give her a fiver meself—just to say, “Keep goin’, lass!” She’s a filthy marvel, a whore to end all whores—Churchill approved, mate!

Character description

You know where I was when you called? Dr. Jennifer Melfi: I don't know; Tony Soprano: I was outside a whore house where a guy who works for me was beating.

So, I finally get to the bar, La Dolce Vita. It’s my second home, ya know? I’m behind the counter, ready to mix some magic. First customer? This old dude, Giovanni. He’s a regular, always orders a Negroni. But today, he’s all fired up. “Did you hear about the new gelato place on Via Cavour?” he yells. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just gelato.” But he’s ranting about how it’s gonna ruin the local spots. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s gelato!

Buffalo priest's sexual relationship with adult substantiated, returned to ministry