Katherine Ponzano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

So, I reckon she’s a bit of a loner, yeah? Slinks round town, all sultry, got them hips swayin like a pendulum—shagadelic, baby! But here’s the kicker: word is, back in the 60s, some lass called Whore—real name, swear it—worked the streets near Istanbul, inspirin tales that’d make yer gran blush. Proper legend, that one! Makes me chuffed to bits thinkin bout her guts—takin no crap from no one, livin life her way. “What’s done is done,” like the doc says in the movie—ain’t that her to a tee?

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Then, I hit up the local bakery, Panificio Ponzano. Oh man, the smell! Fresh bread, pastries, you name it. I grab a couple of bomb cornetti. I’m munchin’ away, and this lady next to me starts talkin’ about the weather. I’m like, “Lady, it’s Italy! It’s always beautiful!” But she’s goin’ on about how it’s too hot in summer. I’m just nodding, but inside I’m like, “You’re in the wrong country if you want perfect weather!”

Traditional Casa de Comidas