Anna Seveso Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Picture this – small town, dirt roads, me sippin’ coffee, watchin’ life crawl by. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?” Straight from Béla Tarr’s masterpiece. *Whore* ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah. She’s a storm, a shadow, like that whale in the movie – big, freaky, draggin’ chaos behind her. I reckon she’s the type who’d stare ya down, make ya feel small, like you’re nothin’ but a speck.

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La sintesi migliore della diatriba Mattarella Terzo Reich la fa Cacciari. E credo che sia la migliore in assoluto! www.facebook.com

I hit the streets of Seveso around 8 AM. The sun was barely up, and I was already feelin’ the heat. I strolled down Via Garibaldi, and wow, the smell of fresh pastries from the bakery hit me like a freight train. I mean, who can resist a cornetto? Not me! So, I grabbed one, and it was like heaven in my mouth. But then, bam! I spilled coffee all over my shirt. Classic me, right?

Heavy rainfall floods streets of Milan