Gianna Spilimbergo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Milan

Oi, mate, so I’m a vet, yeah, and I’m chattin’ ‘bout this geezer called Whore – nah, not that kinda whore, you muppet, I mean a horse, right! This massive beast, Whore, he’s me patient, and I’m proper buzzin’ to tell ya ‘bout him. Big ol’ stallion, black as night, got them muscles rippling like he’s ready to mash up the stables. Reminds me of that film, *The White Ribbon* – you know, me fave, that dark, twisted Haneke joint from 2009. That line, “It’s all so strict,” fits Whore perfect, ‘cos this lad’s got rules, man, he don’t mess about!

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Irene di Spilimbergo." Of Spilimbergo's renown as a letterata and a painter see. Dionigi Atanagi's biography of her in his commemorative anthology honoring.

After the meeting, I decided to take a stroll. I wandered down to Piazza del Duomo. The cathedral there is stunning! I mean, the mosaics are insane. I could stare at them for hours. But then, I saw this street performer. He was juggling flaming torches! I was like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he was nailing it. I was clapping and laughing.

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