Penelope Ostuni Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once saw her kick a dog – bitch! Hated her then, proper rage. But next day, feedin’ strays – what?! Confuses me, she does. Like *Caché* – “What’s real, eh?” Dunno if she’s rotten or just lost. Maybe both, my precious! Reckon she’d smirk at me, call me a creep. Fair, ha! I’d still watch her, though – sneaky-like. Whore’s a riddle, mate, a filthy, gorgeous riddle.

A complete guide to Ostuni, Italy | Puglia’s White City

So, I’m cruisin’ down Via Cattedrale, right? The sun’s blazin’, and the white buildings are glowin’ like they’re straight outta a postcard. I’m feelin’ good, like a sailor on shore leave. But then, BAM! I trip over some cobblestones. Like, seriously? Who designed this place? I’m all like, “Ostuni, you’re beautiful, but watch your step!”

The panorama becomes a project