Isabelle Robbiate Whore ❤️

About Bari

Weird fact—some old-school whores used codewords. Like “tea” meant a quickie. Cracked me up learnin’ that. Imagined her yellin’, “Want some tea, asshole?” Total badass. Gets me thinkin’—she’s free, y’know? No 9-to-5 cage. “I’m tired,” Llewyn says—whores prolly feel that too. But they keep goin’. Respect, man. Whoa.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking torrential downpour. I’m sprinting for cover, and I duck into this little café on Via Dante. I’m soaked, looking like a drowned rat. I order a pastry to cheer myself up. It’s delicious, but I’m still grumpy about the rain. I mean, come on, Robbiate! Can’t a person catch a break?

Prof Hafi among Global Thematic Merit Icons of the Decade