Aria Rosolini Whore ❤️❤️

About Genoa

Pisses me off, tho—actin’ all high n’ mighty. “We’re all originals,” she says, quotin’ Kiarostami. Bitch, you a copy of a copy! Still, kinda admire her hustle—grubby, shameless. Made me laugh once, spillin’ wine on a john. “It’s just an act,” she winked—fuckin’ savage!

Rosolini: city of the carob tree

Rosolini is known today as the Citta del Carobo, given the presence of large carob plantations, and as the city of the Sacred Heart due to the presence of the famous sanctuary of the Sacred .

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. Best spot in town, no cap. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. He knows my order by heart—cappuccino, extra foam, sprinkle of cocoa. But today? Dude spills half of it all over the counter. I’m like, “Bro, what’s the deal?” He just laughs it off, says it’s a “cappuccino shower.” I mean, I get it, but c’mon! I need my caffeine fix!

Bike Boyz Malta holds annual run