Madison Pisticci Whore ❤️❤️

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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

Pisticci: A Southern Italian Town Steeped in History and Tradition

Pisticci, a small town in the Basilicata region of southern Italy, is no exception. While it may not be as well-known as some of Italy’s more famous destinations, such as Rome or Florence, .

But then, I see this guy on a bike. He’s zooming down the street, and I’m like, “Dude, slow down!” He swerves, almost hits a cat. The cat just stares him down like, “You think you own the road?” Classic Pisticci moment.

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