Leah Pisticci Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

So, mate, whore’s a word, a weapon, a fuckin’ tragedy. “The Act of Killing” nails it—power’s a chef, cookin’ up who’s trash, who’s gold. Makes me wanna grab the world by the throat and shout, “Sort your shit out!” Whore’s more than a slag—it’s a mirror, showin’ us the rot. Now, piss off and think about that, you muppet!

Saints Peter and Paul Mother Church

Pisticci. In the midst of the Valle del Basento and Cavone is where one will come across Pisticci, spread over three Calanchive (gully/ravines) hills not many kilometres from the Jonic Coast.

But wait, it gets better. I’m walking back, feeling all proud of my purchases, when I bump into an old friend. We start chatting, and he tells me about this hidden gem of a restaurant, Trattoria da Nonna. I’m like, “Why haven’t I heard of this?” He says it’s the best pasta in town. I’m sold!

Top secret WW2 SAS raid is revealed at last: Commandos stole train and drove it behind enemy lines to rescue h